A Blogger in Black

Back again, though this time you may be pleased to note that my ramblings will likely be interspersed with more coherent and accurate recollections from Sandra who has now joined me. Anyway, let’s get up to date. Sunday, saw me haul – well Hetty did the actual hauling – of Patsy further north, to Chester. A trouble-free journey, I decided to throw caution to the wind – and twelve quid or so – and use the M6 Toll Road. It made for a very pleasant half hour or so and with very little traffic I wound Hetty up to cruising speed, stuck the cruise control on and sat back and relaxed – well to a point. I was so relaxed in fact that I missed my intended turning. Normally, when making the journey from the south I turn off on to the A5 and then proceed to Chester on the A41. After the M23, M25, M40, M42 and M6, A roads make a welcome change. Anyway, the A51 came to the rescue and shortly before lunch I was pulling up outside Sandra’s house. Now there is a reason why Patsy wasn’t spe...