As I went up on the A3 to our little jaunt last night (see below), I noticed on the other side of the road a smashed up car being towed away, with miles of traffic behind it. Nothing unusual in that, I thought: Probably a young driver racing down to meet his mates, or a driver caught in the rain that was pattering incessantly on my windscreen. I carried on my way, only mildly rubbernecking
Then, my eyes widening in sheer horror, I saw this in this morning’s Sun newspaper: Man found after 5 months. <pass the sickbag>
He obviously wasn’t a very COMPOSED driver…..
He was trying to turn the radio over, trying not to listen to Bach, Handel etc. He was, in effect, DECOMPOSING.
Thats ROTTEN.
that’s horrible.
He shouldn’t have HEDGED his bets…..
At least he died happy – with his face in a bush, as it were…..