Up at 5, out the house by 5:30. M56 blocked by some idiot that’s broken down!
Breaking down on a motorway should be punishable by a fine or death – either would soon stop it from happening!
Off I go through the country lanes – floods a foot deep! Black ice!
An interesting little combo that got the better of the Lycra clad dipstick turning right in front of me.
So… I found out… I do have a heart! Wound down the window and shouted “you alright?” He was!
Damaged pride mostly as his mate across the road dispensed the advice he should have given beforehand!
Any way, the lesson – as long as you spend the six quid on the fast track security, getting to the airport an hour before your flight is perfectly adequate time, including coffee and croissant!