Tuesday, 26 August 2008
DEVON AND DRIVERS AWAY FROM IT!!
You get some soothing pics before I start ranting!
They are of Budleigh Saltertan, Exmoor between Porlock and Lynmouth and Watersmeet on Exmoor.
And now for my rant...... Bloody motorway drivers yesterday. Where all the Sunday drivers returning from their holidays? Don't they understand lane discipline?
Do they annoy me?
There are in some places 4 lanes of traffic on the M5, was anyone on the inside lane, NO, they were all on the outside overtaking lane, being bloody minded about staying there when there was nothing in the lane next to them. There seems to be this conceit about their right to stay in the fast lane.
It is no wonder that fast drivers like me, don't do lane discipline anymore. I will not sit tolerantly behind some prick whilst he refuses to move over and let me past.
Is it cause they see a woman in a sports car with the roof down and think, no way lady? Do they even look in their mirrors?
I'm a very good driver, and I know the law, but I'm sorry I cannot just follow someone elses selfish attitude. I know what the speed limit is, I also know that I'm making the choice to drive at 90 miles an hour. But I'm not the only one judging my how many exasperated drivers were doing what I was yesterday.
So it won't be us causing the accidents, it will be the people who don't know what the fast lane is for on the motorway and insist on hogging it, come what may at 71miles an hour!
This weekend I have been staying with a friend I used to be best friends with at school when we were 14. We hadn't met for almost 40 years. It was astonishing we sat in her garden and almost picked up our conversation from then. We were able to slip into shorthand that only can be done with very comfortable and safe relationships. I didn't have to explain all details, she had an understanding of me that normally other friends have taken a long time to learn.
We spent some time looking at our old school photo and considering what had happened to all those people, but mainly we talked about our own lives.
And to add to all the wonderful stuff about meeting each other again after so long, she also lives in Devon! Serendipity or what! That's another contact, another reason to know that going down there is right for me.
That I will have the wherewithal to sort out a new life for myself, but also I have a network of 6 women now who know me well who are happy to spend time with me. Two living full time in Devon, two in Somerset, one in Cornwall and the last who spends many weeks as she can down there. It feels so perfect, challenge and support!
Oh roll on next year..... Anyone want to buy a three bedroom house in the Peak Park?