One Way.
On Market Day in our village we get a lot of visiting grockles who either don't know the one-way road layout or simply
ignore it. The other week I was motoring up a one-way street with cars parked on both sides when I met a large white
Korean tin can (Kia) coming the wrong way. It stopped about two feet from my front bumper flashing it's headlights
and blowing it's horn. The woman driving waved me to go back so I waved her back. At this point the woman got out of
the vehicle and approached mine, big, like a galleon in full sail with a face like a bulldog chewing a wasp.
"Oi, back oop" she shouted, from which I understood she was from the North !
"This is a one-way street" I replied, "and you're going the wrong way".
"I don't give a feck, back oop!"
I said: "We will sit here all day before I go back Darling, you go back".
She turned on her heel and waddled back to her SUV. She slammed it into reverse and roared back up the road, scraping
the bumper on a black BMW (If you're the owner I can give you her car number)
When she reached the top of the road she gave me a two finger salute and roared off, an accident looking for somewhere
to happen.