Ladies Night on the A14

A few weeks ago A was making the trek along the A14 from Cambridge. Rather than the usual grind in evening traffic she found herself driving along a relatively uncluttered road. A few miles further on she realised that most of the cars she passed or that passed her were driven by women. Perhaps this was Ladies Night on the A14. She shared this particular piece of whimsy with me when she arrived home.

I pointed out that probably Great Britain were playing an innings in the world cup of football and most of the male population would be glued to a TV. I can be a real spoilsport sometimes.