So this morning, I arrived at work some 90 minutes late. Considering I’m often 15 minutes or more early, that’s almost two hours later than usual. The reason? An accident. This accident, in fact.
I’m not complaining about the accident at all. It looks especially nasty, by all accounts, and I hope everyone involved is OK. I’m also not really complaining they closed the road. After all, what else could they do?
No, my issue is the way in which they redirected traffic. All of it. Through some little villages, with narrow back roads. Narrow back roads that can’t take a lorry going in both directions. Narrow, flooded, back roads. They could have redireced each direction down different roads, but that would be far too sensible.
Norfolk is not well presented in terms of roads, and a problem like this really shows it up as a long-forgotten county in terms of transport infrastructure. That particular road (the A47) is really the only main road (certainly running east-west) and that six-ish mile stretch is an accident blackspot, and has been passed over for dualling now for something like 40 years. Closing it brings 80% of the county’s traffic grinding to a halt.
Incidently, I was held up for half an hour coming home last night due to a broken down lorry on another road. How annoying.
Bonus points awarded for understanding the picture reference in this post. In fact, bonus points will be awarded for knowing about the picture at all…
Didn’t Darts have a song about being late for work?
Your Google-fu is strong, my friend.
I’m almost ashamed to admit I remember it from first time around – they used to play it on the breakfast show on Radio 1 … 🙂
I have the album. And another Darts album.
I’ve never met another person who has even heard of them!