Post by DocJock on Jul 1, 2024 13:41:49 GMT
I have two regular drives down some great wee rural roads in S Hants, ferrying kid #1 to and from boyfriend's house, and kid #2 to and from football.
Both are interrupted half way by villages, one a 30mph limit and the other a 40mph.
Whilst I happily admit to driving 'rather briskly' in the NSL zones, gleefully causing moral outrage amongst the peasants, I genuinely respect and adhere to 30s and 40s, often suffering abuse and tailgating for daring to not exceed these.
So WHY THE FUCK have I been subjected in the last year to dozens of idiots (usually old codgers) gesturing at me with walking sticks, patting some invisible labrador on the head, and/or mouthing "slow down" like that twat on the Yop advert, as I negotiate these villages ? Even the Shed is tolerably quiet at 30 in 3rd or 40 in 4th, but it happens in the poofcar as well.
More to the point, who appointed these sanctimonious cunts as enforcers of local speed limits, particularly as I recognise at least two of them as twats who drive everywhere at 45mph regardless of the speed limit?
I even stopped and spoke to one who leant out between several cars parked illegally outside the church, on a bend, half on the footpath and waved frantically enough at me to make me think a wheel had fallen off.
When asked what the problem was, he informed me that I "was driving far too fast". Eh ? You what ? I was doing 30 in a 40 limit because it wasn't safe to go any faster due to the cars (including his) parked illegally and causing a hazard. His
response ? "Oh, I thought you were doing more than that". Cunt.
Where is this going to end ?
Cunts marching up and down the main street with red flags ?
Hyundai Getzs trundling around at 20mph as rolling roadblocks ?
Secret Granny Squads deploying stingers ?
My advice if greeted by one of these cretins ?
Do what I do now, smile, wave, 'meep meep' your horn, change down two gears and nail it.
DJ
Both are interrupted half way by villages, one a 30mph limit and the other a 40mph.
Whilst I happily admit to driving 'rather briskly' in the NSL zones, gleefully causing moral outrage amongst the peasants, I genuinely respect and adhere to 30s and 40s, often suffering abuse and tailgating for daring to not exceed these.
So WHY THE FUCK have I been subjected in the last year to dozens of idiots (usually old codgers) gesturing at me with walking sticks, patting some invisible labrador on the head, and/or mouthing "slow down" like that twat on the Yop advert, as I negotiate these villages ? Even the Shed is tolerably quiet at 30 in 3rd or 40 in 4th, but it happens in the poofcar as well.
More to the point, who appointed these sanctimonious cunts as enforcers of local speed limits, particularly as I recognise at least two of them as twats who drive everywhere at 45mph regardless of the speed limit?
I even stopped and spoke to one who leant out between several cars parked illegally outside the church, on a bend, half on the footpath and waved frantically enough at me to make me think a wheel had fallen off.
When asked what the problem was, he informed me that I "was driving far too fast". Eh ? You what ? I was doing 30 in a 40 limit because it wasn't safe to go any faster due to the cars (including his) parked illegally and causing a hazard. His
response ? "Oh, I thought you were doing more than that". Cunt.
Where is this going to end ?
Cunts marching up and down the main street with red flags ?
Hyundai Getzs trundling around at 20mph as rolling roadblocks ?
Secret Granny Squads deploying stingers ?
My advice if greeted by one of these cretins ?
Do what I do now, smile, wave, 'meep meep' your horn, change down two gears and nail it.
DJ
