Four wheels on my wagon, and I keep rolling -------

Weary, but back in one piece after a bit of a long haul today , a lot more tiring than usual because of the very high winds and heavy rain for most of the journey. About 50 miles of the M6 over Shap and through Cumbria were restricted to 50 mph for HGV's due to the wind and the A66 was closed from Sahp over to Scotch Corner to High Vehicles.

So, off I set, still in a daze but Mr. B/Dunk was waiting for me ., taking in a few breaths of fresh air between puffs at his fag , 25 mins with him and off I set southwards - AND it was wild and wet, even so it did not stop the usual maniacs from hurtling through the night at supersonic speeds.

One stop at the Golden Fleeze, Carlisle, where despite being only 200 yards off the motorway , you do not get fleezed like the M/way services.

I was actually sticking to the speed limits through the roadworks, but just north of the blackpool turnoff, in the outside lane I had a massive lorry getting nearer and nearer, flashing his lights to get past - unless he was wanting a tow !!or a look in my boot.

Arrived at Runcorn where I was met by a cheerful Jill in Reception, who had to admit that I was right in my suggestion that she wouild also have been gambling in Las Vegas, trying to get some money back to pay for the lost golf balls. As it was, her group hit the casinos late each night and played for a while so that they got the free drinks, etc. - BUT - they all came away with money in their pockets, winniers, but not big ones.

It was a quick run through the offices as one lot were out on a so called "team de-brief" yesterday ( more like a boozy doo) so she had not received my advanced warning e mail and had nothing ready for me to take home.

Jill had ordered by bacon "bap" from the canteen so by the time I arrived the terrible twosome ( Dick Turpin's sisters) were in good fettle - and had kept me not just a bacon roll, but two sausages as well!! Sue had hurt her back so there were a few lewd comments about that , and then I discoverd that they are both married to older men , and are probably trying to love them to death to get the insurance money so they can head off for another shopping spree and Wetherspoons in Liverpool.
They tried to charge me more for the roll than I had paid for petrol - so I soon sorted that out !!!



Homewards, again in the gales, with only one real fruitcake to comment on - goinbg through the 50 limits at carlisle, about 6 miles covered by average speed cameras, a "cocky little twat" in his black Vauxhall - MC53AND, chatting all the way on his mobile phone and desperate to get past , so off he went at the toot totally ignoring all the cameras !! it would be intersting to know if they monitor the full section only or have the facility to clock folks on all the intermediate sections also.

On one hand I have no time for speed cameras in towns, etc, but on lengths of roadworks, where everyone tends to stick to the limit I am happy to do the same . Big debate on BBC Radio 2 today about Swindon Council withdrawing their funding for the three spped cameras in the town which they fund through the local Road Safety Partnership - and it seems that one had not worked for the past year anyway.

So eventually back into Glasgow, and then home to Penicuik, where Mrs. B. on her return from seeing our favourite UNISON man this morning, had caught a salmon in the flooded back garden and prepared it for tea - very nice.

I feel another letter coming on - just need a recipient - and a good commercial lawyer.

Spoke to Grant @ Photogenix, who she thinks is the "eight wonder of the world" because of the wee jobs he does for her and the treats he sends up the road. Hope he behaves this weekend at Berwick with his friends and does not take too much of the falling over medicine.

I see that Seve Ballesteros, the golfer is very critically ill with a bleed to the brain and about to undergo some difficult surgery - I hope that all goes well.

So , it should now be feet up time.