Got a blumming speeding ticket this week. During our trip Oop North I passed a sly police van on the way out of Gateshead – on a duel carrage way, which our sat nav said was national speed limit, but did have some 50 signs on – also stuck in the fast lane between two cars to tossers pinched me at 62 in a 50. I saw them and slowed as I got close, so I can only imagine the clocking was done some significant distance from the van. I know its my fault for “breaking the law” but it wasn’t obvious, and the road was perfect, it was 9:00 in the morning, perfect visibility and I was running with the other cars – so that’s it, I am never going to Newcastle again – hateful place ;o)
So this week we thought we should get out, and we visited Cardiff.
We went, we parked, we walked, we shopped, we ate Nando’s and visited the Museum. Then we came home.
It didn’t rain.