I do not like the M4 anymore. It does not lead to Oxford or Cardiff or
Derby or Edinburgh: it leads to a large traffic jam in the shape of a
roundabout. In order to avoid the
emphatically non-gyrating gyratory, I am obliged to take a back route along
squiggly roads which have a lot of different numbers. I think it is bad, in this day and age, that
roads have to have so many different numbers.
A person could get confused.
It does not help that I am too embarrassed to use the satnav
because last time I swore at it. I may
also have thrown a Red Bull® can at it, after which it kept telling me to bear
right then take the ferry.
To be clear: there are
no ferries near where I live. You have
to be seriously lost to have found a ferry on your way to Cheddar.
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