#The wheels on the car go round and round...#

...Not when you are travelling on the M4 east at 7pm at night...I was in traffic for two hours because of an accident...my first real traffic jam, talking of Jam, i was called Treacle by a group of people in a car on the far side lane... I am sure that i didn't taste that sweet when i told them i was married...and in no uncertain terms that i was not available to be called anyone's treacle blondie...

I enjoyed listening to my chick music though and being almost inspired to write a song about impatience and sweet sickly substances....