Considering how quiet the roads were on the way into Manchester City Centre yesterday morning, in comparison to a normal weekday morning, there was plenty of to$$erish driving about.
Take for instance white van man who, as we all headed for the same queue of traffic, drove at Maffie, swerved out into the middle of the road, and then drove me.
This was followed later in the day by a doddering old woman in a people carrier who, when I finally decided to give up waiting behind her, decided to spontaneoulsy park her car on the opposite side of the road. I saw her wheels turn right at the point I drew level with her wing mirror, whilst in the process of passing her. In the bat of an eyelid she was parked on the opposite side of the road and I found myself stopped 100 yards ahead of her. On the pavement. I never dreamed I would have reactions like that!
