Although I should be writing about today, I have to start with yesterday.

Travelling from Abergele to Raunds near Stanwick to an Air B&B. In the car, me, my lovely wife Ange, our lad Kurt and of course Tallulah, our Husky crossed with Eskimo and Pomeranian.

A typical Thursday drive on UK overcrowded roads, including the M6 where we met the ubiquitous variable speed limits in a section where the hard shoulder was in use as a lane.

The speed limit went from 70 to 60, then 40. During the slow down we were in the 3rd of 4 lanes when a lorry driver pulled out into our lane to follow us.

The 1st and 2nd lanes were packed with lorries and by the time the speed dropped to 40, in an average speed camera zone which the lorries on my left ignored. I altered my active cruise control with lane control to 42MPH as my Speedo reads 2MPH slow according to GPS.

The lorry driver got closer, and closer until he was literally inches from my back end.

Thw car is an estate and if I could have opened the boot without hitting his radiator grill, he could have climbed in!

I put my hazards on for a couple of seconds and wound the window down to wave him back.

He backed off, but 5 minutes later he was at it again. I couldn't pull in as he was so close and traffic to my left was still speeding past. A reminder here, I'm doing the speed limit. I hit my horn and provided the hand signals that suggested he was frantically playing with his genitals.

This went on for miles, several times I tried to indicate and pull in to the left 2 lanes, but the traffic couldn't see me until they were on me as the driver behind me with his 40 tonnes of load was attempting to mate with my Suzuki Swace.

Now, here's the thing. As a result of a driving incident in Northern Ireland during the troubles, (and 2 other sort of related incidents) I have clinical PTSD. The lorry driver had managed to trigger me and now I'm distracted, upset and very very angry.

Fortunately, the speed limits went up and we went on our way, but 3 hours later and even today, I'm having issues.

So, to the lorry driver I say, thank you Dick Wad.

Today

Yes it's bloody hot,the Air B& B is really nice, a lounge kitchen, 2 bedrooms, dining room bathroom with a shower. Air Con in the lounge, whic with a big fluffy teddy bear of a dog is a good thing in this weather.

I didn't have a great nights sleep, the mattress is a bit soft and with the heat I struggled a bit. One of the things that usually works for me is listening to an audio book.So last night I put Bob Mortimers 2nd book "The Hotel Avocado" on and found myself hooked. Continuing from where the first book ended, the characters are funny and I love when the main character talks to the local Squirrel. It's a thing.

We have just returned from some a really nice area full of lakes and parkland about 4 miles form the Air B&B. Tallu had loads of fun but was really hot even though we tried to keep in the shade of trees, but now she is back, she is happy and really chilled out.

I have to say that for me being so close to so many places I know from my time stationed at RAF North Luffenham, it is weird. Depending on how we finish our long weekend away, I might take Ange to see Rutland Water, just a drive by.