I went for a nice drive today to Chippenham. Two obvious routes. M5 and turn left at Bristol, or the shorter more attractive route of the A429 right down through the Cotswolds. It should have been beautiful and it was last time I drove it. But this time it was so full of potholes, I bumped and crashed through everyone of them. It felt like the car was going to snap. No wonder there are so many 40 and 50 mph zones.
And then coming home, I swerved to try not to run over a fox and hit a kerb instead. Ouch. One broken wheel and I wish I’d stayed on the motorway. I will next time.
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