A Morning's Motoring

I just had a Merc pull out on me. I was doing 35 on an open, straight
section in a 30. Not exactly outrageous.
Normally you expect someone to completely ignore you or wave an appology,
but oh no! I get the traditional wave of the English longbowman! Twat.

Was well chuffed with my 6th sense just after that though - about to
overtake a removal van with SWMBO pillion when I see a bonnet sticking out
of a left and turn, waiting to turn right. "Hmmm, looks a bit iffy to me",
thinks I, dropping back from the overtake. A second later he pulls out,
making the van brake hard. If I'd overtaken him we'd have hit him at about
70. Here's to both of us not ending up in hospital for the next months -
hurrah!

Just had it pointed out to me that if we'd spent the weekend in a coma we
might not have been able to get kittens. Please can someone explain these
strange "women" creatures that seem to roam around unchecked?