Objects in the Rear View Mirror

May appear madder than they are.

Didn't realise quite how much of a hurry everyone is on a Monday morning until you're forced to drive slower than the national speed limit.

Due to having the equivalent of a large liquorice Allsort bolted to one corner of the car today, which warns not to exceed 80kmph lest it falls off, it felt like I was holding up the whole of the Wee County's commuter population leaving for work this morning. I ended up taking more back roads to avoid the wide-eyed head shakers appearing in the rear view mirror who couldn't quite work out why I was travelling at a mere 49.7mph on a day that wasn't Sunday. Same on the road home too, but with the benefit I could stop and admire the clouds.

And it'll be the same tomorrow too until the tyre's replaced, so apologies in advance to anyone stuck in convoy behind me.

Learned a new word today (new to me anyhow) from some far too worldly-wise students. Hadn't heard it before but one young lady had written it down as a potential song title off of a music album by a group headed up by the ghost of Osama bin Laden (don't ask). Chebs. Had to ask a responsible adult for a definition.

Turns out there was quite a few of them out driving on the roads today.