We have finally got coffee worked out. Took a while to discover that a double espresso (dopio) at a Costa takeaway makes an excellent Long Black.
We spent time on the motorways into Bath and I was again so impressed with British motorway etiquette. They do it so well indeed. 3 Lanes on a highway is perfect.
I do need to comment on speed cameras, more importantly on the huge impact of average speed zones. These are common. You hit road works or a steep incline and discover there is an average speed zone. It is the most effective speed control measure I have seen. Even Audi drivers seem to notice, well not all of them. I certainly don’t wanna give ideas to our government so keep it to yourself, but average speed zones just pull back the speed amazingly well.
Eventually we left the motorways and dribbled our way onto the A and B routes. We had elected to stay this second last evening at Midsomer Norton.
The drive took us through Sandford. It did not look much like the Sandford of Hot Fuzz, but it could be the quiet English Village for Nicholas Angel to visit.
Then we passed through Corston. OK, I can allow the spelling change but Midsomer Murders is based around Causton CID. Then finally we drove into Midsomer Norton. We came to stay just because of the name. It was a hotel to stay in just outside of Bath which gave us lots of pretty, little English roads to drive.
These roads are pretty - and little. So often we are trapped between massive hedges on the left and a semi trailer on the right. Driving is slow and highly taxing. Keeps you fully alert indeed. I am amazed at the signs that warn you that, “Oncoming traffic may be in the middle of the road.” And it is.
So here we are in Midsomer for our penultimate evening. Tomorrow is the road to Manchester. That will be all motorways - after we escape Midsomer.