oooh pretty ... and its not even december. Got a funny feeling thats the last we'll see of it though, apart from sheet ice tomorrow morning.
Still strange how it brings out the moron in some people. Sure, the entire line of traffic for three miles ahead is running at a smooth 20 to 25mph as most folk have done the sensible thing and eased off in order to reach home 10 minutes later, but alive... of course thats an open invitation for you to ride my arse. Divot. And, no, don't feel you have to round a blind bend in a tunnel at anything even close to the speed limit even though a/ its the rush hour in a city that has walking-pace gridlock on this particular road on 90% of evenings b/ its been quite obviously bucketing down with frozen water for the last four hours. It's alright. Your insurers will pay for the damage caused to your van and the vehicles and bodies of the first five people at the back of said gridlock queue.
But still. oooh. pretty
*slips over, falls on arse*