M1

I grew up in London near the sliproad to the M1 so bizarrely I feel a kind of fondness for it. In recent times though I rarely sample its delights. On the way back from a Mothers Day visit to the in laws in the Midlands, we drove back via the M1 for a change. I find the lights in the dark on motorways quite attractive (unless stuk in a jam behind thousands); unfortunately I didn't have the camera but just the mobile to snap from the passenger seat.