Margaret (pling) wrote,

  • Mood:
  • Music:

Journey home ...

The journey home from the gig last night was rather more eventful than the trip out - I figured I'd put it in a seperate post though, so that it didn't change the tone of the last one :)

We had a small amount of difficulty getting out of the car park, tho easily sorted - the barriers should've taken cards, but weren't & they'd not put out of order signs on them. But it was OK, coz there was a car park attendant who took the card & went & did the payment (though I'll be keeping a little bit of an eye on our account for the wee while, coz I don't like having random people take my card away out of my sight ... ).

The major excitement was about halfway home. There we are, driving along the A14 in the dark, not a lot of traffic & and suddenly we see red car lights on the other side of the central reservation. At first I thought someone had spun or there'd been a crash or something on the other carriageway, but then it became clear that this car was moving. Yes, someone was driving the wrong way down the dual carriageway. No hazards on, and just kept going for several miles.

After the initial o.O wtf moment I rang the police (and I think I may've been the first to call it in - the lady on the phone didn't say they'd heard about it already, she just said thank you very much and that she'd sent a patrol car out now). There were a couple of other cars on our side of the road effectively escorting this car, flashing their lights to try & warn the traffic on the other carriageway that there was the car. And thankfully the traffic was light enough that the car managed to avoid all the other vehicles - though I still have no idea how they got round the two lorries (one over-taking the other) I guess they must've both swerved over to the hard shoulder a bit & the car sqeezed through next to the barrier in the centre. It was all quite nerve-wracking - it was a little while before the police arrived & at any moment we coulda seen them crash in front of our eyes with nothing else we could do about it other than what we'd done (rung the police).

It took the police arriving to make them stop - they'd even missed a chance to get through onto our carriageway. I'm still astonished they didn't put their hazards on at any point, and the traffic was light enough that there'd been plenty of opportunities to get over onto the hard shoulder & call the police themselves for rescue.
Tags: travel
  • Post a new comment


    default userpic

    Your reply will be screened

    Your IP address will be recorded 

    When you submit the form an invisible reCAPTCHA check will be performed.
    You must follow the Privacy Policy and Google Terms of use.