Making my daily trip up the M1 this evening, I was once again faced with non-moving traffic for a good 15 minutes.
"What the hell is it this time" I raged to myself, flicking the travel news on to find out.
Was it an accident - heaps of twisted metal and burning bodies littering the highway? Was it a tanker that had spilled a load of oil all over the road?
Nope. According to BBC Radio Leicester it was "a dog running loose on the carriageway". The crazy canine was holding up both sides of the motorway, which is quite a feat when you probably only measure a metre long.
About Me
- Sad Claude
- is in the early stages of his 4th decade. He lives in a house on the outskirts of Sheffield. He plays guitar. Sings. Reads. Loves. Spends far too much time in a car on the M1.
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