Well yes BM, difficult to disagree.
However, Norfolk does boast the silliest ever place name -- Great Snoring !
It's a bit sad when the two most famous 'sons' are a) a womanising sea captain and b) an eccentric turkey baron !!!
Norfolk highways? But they only have dirt tracks that still have mounted highwaymen on them. The amount of people robbed by Dick Turnip on the way into Norwich...
I don't honestly know Simon but an interesting story..
I visited the UK by LHD car in july for the first time in about 15 years. I felt comfy driving my french LHD on the UK roads but two days in the car broke down and I was supplied with a replacement vehicle, a very nice Vauxhall Insignia. It was a RHD of course and I was completely lost on how to drive on the lef with a RHD car. I was a danger to other road users and i'm not kidding ! Biggest problem was judging the width of the roads in relation to oncoming or parked vehicles. It was panicky and very uncomfortable driving on the Norfolk highways. Three days later I picked up my repaired 308 LHD and immediately found life a million times easier with no panic.
Malicious perhaps, but stuck on the side of a motorway, tank empty with a really bored cop who does the works is the vision I prefer.
LOL, having a good old chuckle here :-)
For around 30 years I was pretty close to Mildenhall and Lakenheath, plus a few more US bases and there were loads of LHD Yankee jam jars on the roads. It never struck me that they were any more dangerous than anybody else, so I'm not so sure. What gets me on that is that people say they could never get used to driving LHD! What the heck do they do when they go away and hire? Off you go to Malaga and no chance of RHD there, which is where the argument crumbles. If anything, I have myself seen and heard often enough of RHD drivers who pull out on to the wrong side of the road, which for visitors might be an acceptable error but people who live here permanently with a good time under their belt is unacceptable. As our gendarme friend said of that when there was collision, the English driver said she did it of habit but then she had lived here for umpteen years, even spoke good French for a change as he put it. He wanted to know if I had ever done it, the answer to which is I have but in the UK when I had been out of the country for several months and my brain didn't catch up immediately, more than once even, but with no accident or other problem caused by it. Here, never.
LOL what a great start to the day Brian - made me smile anyway! Hopefully he'll get caught before he kills someone. In fact, most breathalysing purges in France are conducted before midday so - crossed fingers :-)
I can categorically assure you that as a spatially unaware female a RHD is far safer in France as that way I can see the edge of the road :)
One for your delight Simon, 'fresh off the press'.
I have to take my daughter to catch her bus at 0630, which is when I usually go to fill up. So, I got to my local Intermarché station just behind a UK Beamer, big nice shiny one I was thinking. So the guy goes to the pump, opens up his tank, sticks the nozzle in then went to put his card in. I don't about all pumps, but these ones only work when you do the business with the card then lift the nozzle out of the pump and put it in the filling cap. Anyway, he was talking to the bloke with him, saying his head was hurting like f*** from the couple of brandies last night, so they were going to have to shift it to catch the ferry and was the friend up to it to take his turn at the wheel. He was holding the nozzle all along but was totally absent. He put it back in the pump, jumped in car and sped off. I moved in for my turn, it wouldn't take my card, so I lifted the nozzle put it in and sure thing got his diesel (I checked which fuel he wanted before presuming) but sadly was only topping up so squeezed in €30. If I hadn't taken it somebody else would have.
They are probably still over the booze limit, it takes a long time to get out of blood for sure but registers on a breathalyser for ages after spirits, presumably on top of wine that ferments in the stomach. They are clearly going to be shifting it some to make their ferry. Plus at some stage they will realise they are out of fuel when they didn't expect it. Rough justice, my laugh!
Mmmmmm…I just wonder how many of you French residents driving around in RHD cars would ever contemplate living in the UK with a LHD car? Logic tells me it’s just plain dangerous…
Same here Chris moved 5 years ago brought over the car, within 2 months re registered it here CT, Insurance, far cheaper than buying the equivalent car in France drive correctly and no problem with RHD drive like a prat stuck on the bumper of the car in front and your vision is blocked. What does amaze me is the huge number of UK registered cars running around, dozens all lined up blocking the road at Carcassonne airport no UK tax, French CT sticker some with insurance some not.Talking to a guy some time back while waiting for my wife to arrive he had been running 4 cars in that manner all had been going smoothly until his son had a bump then someone at AXA woke up and gave him 3 months to get all changed.Reading a few weeks ago that the Spanish were cracking down on such things as this, fines being in the region of €1500 so there may be a rush of registrations or a glut of UK cars for sale if the French adopt the same idea. There is one guy who runs a huge 4x4 the car hasn't been back to the UK in the 5 years we have been here he has UK reg UK tax and UK MOT when asked he says you little people wouldn't understand, arrogance or plain stupidity none of us are sure but if he is ever in a serious accident watch the fan
Some people manage to be omniscient without being arrogant but it’s more likely that arrogant people are far from being omniscient.
its just frustration. Eh, what is arrogance anyway. Okay, imagination is also an education. But you do not this is something more than stupid?
My nearest ville (pop. 12,000 environ) is a town with its rural economy based on agriculture. The locals, for the most part, are courteous drivers, but when I go into a grande ville it is a different story... they drive like southern Californians, road rage and all. Our laid-back locals refer to impatient horn honking drivers as imbéciles parisiens, or worse.
Hors Service - Prostitutes in a church
Appellation - Mountain in the USA
Nom de plume - me bird's name
Laisse tomber - laying in a grave
Tiens-moi au courant! - my tins of currants
Tu t’en sors ? - where does it ache?
N'importe quoi - No imported cows
Fin de Siècle - Cycling enthousiast
Bidet - To days before D-Day
... et al. - you ate Alain...?!
pissenlit - self explanatory
apéritif - what my granny puts in a glass at the side of her bed when she goes to sleep
bog - explained that one to my kids recently!
Shave that fuzz off and you will look twenty years younger !
@ John
I'm Sorry I Haven't A Clue - Translations
Carpe Diem - Fish of the day.
Avant Garde - The train carriage before the last one.
Coq au Vin - Having sex in the back of a Transit.
et al.