A couple of Fridays ago, I was a bit on the tipsy side and agreed that me and Colin would go to watch the match yesterday at Histon.  It was Kendo’s testimonial match, playing against Micky Quinn’s Allstars, who consisted of Spidermonkey, on the subs bench until some point in the second half, some ex-players and other such jackies.

Histon won, the final score being something like 11-2.  Micky Quinn was fat, was round, he bounced on the ground.

There were beers afterwards in the bar (as opposed to the beers during, in the stands, and beforehand, in the Railway Vue, which will shortly be changing its name to the Guided Busway Vue).

Given the choice of

1. jack-knifed lorry on the A14, one lane blocked, and
2. major roadworks on the M11 with a long contra-flow,

go for the contra-flow every time. The “one lane blocked” is a complete lie. The whole damn road is shut.

Four and a half hours it took me to go 14 miles. And yet only twenty minutes to go back the other way.

Bloody guided bus, bloody not reinstating existing train lines to get the freight off the road. The jack-knifed lorry was carrying one of those containers that can go so easily on a freight train.

I’ve only ever found one person in favour of the guided bus, and I’m afraid her opinion, in my opinion, was particularly parochial.

The guided bus system can only take people. A train line would be able to take people and freight. The A14 would be a delight! Even if just the freight were taken away, it would be a massive improvement. The trainline could have been reinstated all the way to the port at Felixstowe. The guided bus only goes to Cambridge.

If the container that had been on the back of this lorry had been on a train instead, it wouldn’t have held the eastbound A14 up, the lorry driver wouldn’t have needed a blood transfusion (a blood-carrying car attempted to squeeze past all the traffic with sirens and lights a-blaze), and I wouldn’t be having this rant now! And I’d have got to do all the things I was supposed to do today.