If I meet a Mary today, I shall be tempted to askif iI can tickle her. For anyone not following my sleepy train of thought, it's cos I have the song 'its a long way to Tipperary' in my head the way my boyfriend sometimes sings it. I suspect I'll be looking for humour wherever i can find it today.
And it was a long way. I know the m6 is synonymous with long delays so that was no surprise. What I had less of a clear picture of was how the m5 was one long almost uninterrupted stretch of roadworks. To the extent that we passed more than one sign informing us that due to the proximity if the next roadworks they weren't raising the speed back to national speed limit in between. So that was a bit frustrating and I'm tired now.
We're not the furthest travellers to the funeral by a long way tho. Folk have come from Darlington, south Africa, New Zealand and I think Australia. No doubt I'll find out more as the day progresses. I'm feeling nervous but will be pleased to see folk soon - first breakfast.
... It's been a day! No tickling, tho I did manage to get folk to raise a smile on more than one occasion. I'm really glad I came. I feel wrung out now tho. Someone was over from Washington USA too, so we did well coming from all over. Sleep now.
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