Sometimes you can tell things are going to go wrong. A ten minute journey turns into an hour long trek, at a snails pace. Sitting in a line of traffic to the main duel carriageway I took a left turn to take ous down a side road. That was OK so we proceeded to some traffic lights and turned there. Mistake, at the end of that road is act junction. Everyone was turning right, back down to the duel carriageway. I was turning left. I finally managed to edge out of the junction. Then stuck at more traffic lights, stuck coming down the road to a major roundabout. Queue on the roundabout, queue on the main road into the town we were going to. It became apparent that everyone was trying to get to the local football match.

So, I missed the person I was going to meet. I could not communicate with them as my messenger app is not working. I don’t have their phone number. So all we could do was trek back home. It was slightly better going the other way, but I’m irritated and frustrated. And I hate traffic.