Fangirl Three wrote:

Earlier I'd tried out that Morrisons that's really close to junction 48 of the A1(M). There's even a sign at the junction:



Never seen the petrol-toilet-cafe pictograms on a Superstore sign before.

I noticed another one at J10 of the M8. Also pointing to a Morrisons.

Driving south again today. Perhaps I'll stop at Boroughbridge again, perhaps I'll try the old M61/M60/Congleton sidestep of the busiest bits of the M6.

Oh. Red roses in landscaping? I thought Yorkshire was white rose territory. Did nobody tell the council?

I despise red roses. I’ve got a mind to email them, suggesting they rip those out and send them to Lancashire.

White roses look much better, and Google confirms Boroughbridge as being in North Yorkshire. Shocking.

Are they even roses? There’s a white rose symbol lurking behind the offence. What were they thinking?

Lovely weather, but an awful journey. Most of the service areas were seething pits of beeping horns and bad temper.

Also it took 10.5 hours, because I had to keep stopping to rest my left leg, which was aching from having nothing to do.

The only bits I enjoyed were the summer morning on the A69, and the beautiful mellow evening sunlight as I drove the last 20 miles across the Essex countryside.

I was on a road btw, I didn't literally drive across the countryside, through barns with all chickens clucking and feathers flying.

Fangirl Three wrote:

I was on a road btw, I didn't literally drive across the countryside, through barns with all chickens clucking and feathers flying.

You never can tell what people will do.

A friend of mine once insisted we take a shortcut through farmland in Sussex. I said it wasn’t a good idea and warned that if we got stuck, she’d be the one getting out to push while I’d transfer to the drivers seat. We didn’t get stuck but the shortcut took nearly an hour longer than the proper route and we arrived at the funeral half way through. There was an awful lot of reversing going on.

Driving north again today. I'm not staying at Darlington any more, because they gave me a crap room last time. Instead I'm going all the way to Dumfries. The M62/A664/M66/M65 trans-Pennine shuffle is a possibility on my dance card.

Ooh, what an awful journey yesterday. Including an unscheduled tour of Manchester's satellite towns. I accidentally drove into Burnley town centre and had to flee.

It was like driving through Final Score for Division Two in 1985.