15-01-2021, 09:25 PM
In the old days driving a Ruby twenty miles would be utterly unexciting. Today had to convey documents to the accountant, and rather than just drive three miles to the Post Office, the extra seven to the accountant's letter box seemed like a good idea. Little traffic, no fallen trees or floods, just a gentle exercise. Mind you, as I walked past a bus stop, I could hear two old ladies muttering behind their masks "'Ave you heard, that bunch of crooks called Coys are at it again." " Mark my words, if they try to come over the Severn Bridge just now, the police will stop them and send them back to England!"