Delays

I became well acquainted with this spot of tarmac on the M6 by Garstang as I spent 2 hours sunbathing while an accident a little ways ahead was cleaned up. Being close to the front of the queue, as multiple emergency services zipped by and the air ambulance landed next to us, it was easy to tell we were going nowhere and so in a very British fashion people started to entertain themselves. Carriageway picnics, dog walks even teachers comparing marking all happened cheerfully enough although the uneasy sense of being very close to someone having a really bad day was palpable. It was heartening to hear an important feeling business man complaining about how he'd be late for some important feeling meeting and how inconvenienced he was getting shot down by a young trucker with the exact words "reck it's fair inconvenient for fella up there who int going home tonight too, how's about winding it in ey cocker."