(we are) The Road Crew

Evening all.

i was driving down the road in a bit of the county i hadn't been before and i turned left off a fairly major road and suddenly,

the road to the next major junction is some sort of commons,  a thin strip of road with caravans and tents pitched on either side, cows crossing the road as and when they feel like it and golfers crossing the road to get from one hole to the next.

Two hundred yards down the road and i'm back in the loving embrace of the 'A' roads again, with the road crew just a distant memory...

night all.


motorhead