Streetlights

A cou­ple of months ago I was in a rush. Squidge and I were meet­ing friends to go pump­kin pick­ing and they were meet­ing us at ours in 45 min­utes. As we were get­ting dressed I pulled out Squidges wellies and noticed they were waaaay too small. I threw her in the car and sped off to pick up some wellies.  You can see where this is going can’t you?  Amaz­ingly we made it to the shop and back and my friend only had to wait 5 min­utes or so.  Wal was home so they just chat­ted for a bit until I came bar­relling into the house. Then we all climbed into her car and had a fab time at the farm.

A cou­ple of month later I get a let­ter in the post w/ a pic­ture of our car speed­ing through a traf­fic light. We thought about it a bit and realised it was me… on the Sun­day head­ing to the shop for Squidges wellies *sigh*  I was only going 5 miles over the speed limit but con­sid­er­ing I thought I was 5 miles UNDER the speed limit things were not look­ing good. I was given the option of going to dri­ving school to avoid get­ting points on my license so I took that option.  Good thing too!!! Did you know that you can tell what the speed limit is by the street­lights?!?!  Whooo knew?!?!? Not I, said the brown cow!

At the end of it all I was just glad I hadn’t been caught speed­ing before! It appears that I’ve been speed­ing in built up areas and not going fast enough on single/dual car­riage­ways!  So now I know and fin­gers crossed I’ll be a bet­ter dri­ver from here on out– time well spent!