A Change of Gear

I’m going to relax tonight. No ranting. No description of my dull day. No mention of rejection. This is Julia’s new rule. She decided she had to have a new rule to calm me down.

We were in traffic when a taxi driver, not satisfied with my progress, overtook me, sounded his horn and pulled back in front of me, causing me to brake, as there wasn’t a lot of room. I’m not sure what his problem was, as I was not, as far as I know, holding him up. I think he was just impatient.

I’m resigned to people rushing and driving badly, but I didn’t think the horn was necessary so when we caught up with him at the next hold-up (his hurrying having gained him no time at all), I positioned myself alongside and enquired as to the exact nature of his problem.

I am now in trouble for acting in an unbecoming manner, and have been ordered to calm down.

The header picture is a rugby club reflected in the wing of the car parked next to us at Tebay Services during our trip to the Lakes. The did, to answer the old chant, eat all the pies. This wasn’t their fault – the shop should have had a better stock.To be honest, it was a mixed blessing. We missed out on the excellent pies but we bought lunch elsewhere and didn’t need the normal small bank loan that shopping at Tebay normally requires.

The picture of the Small White is from the garden earlier in the week.

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Small White on Red Valerian

The final picture is a poppy in the garden, still crumples as it has only just emerged from the bud. They always look like this when we leave in the morning. By the time we return home then petals have fallen. They are, in many ways, an unsatisfactory flower.

Poppy in the early morning

Poppy in the early morning

I feel calmer now…

26 thoughts on “A Change of Gear

      1. Clare Pooley

        Haha! I thought as much! You probably got an earful from Julia as well! Someone did that manoeuvre when my Dad was driving some years ago including a reverse towards him. It upset and frightened him.

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      2. quercuscommunity Post author

        It is true that we had a short discussion on the standards of behaviour she sees as suitable for a man of my age. πŸ™‚

        I think it’s amazing how many cameras we have to punish you for various things, but none of them seem to be used to monitor aggressive driving.

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  1. bitaboutbritain

    I used to have a little battery-powered device that I blue-tacked to the dashboard. It had three buttons on it: machine gun; rocket; laser. Pressing any button would result in an appropriately satisfying noise and a series of lights to flash on the device; it was extremely satisfying. I like Tebay; better than the common-or garden motorway service area, I feel; they are all ridiculously expensive.

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    1. quercuscommunity Post author

      That sounds like an excellent device. I have a recipe for home made napalm but Julia has taken it off me.

      It is true, I suppose, that they are all expensive. At least Tebay has a better class of expensive pie. I keep meaning to visit their other one in Gloucestershire, but never get round to it.

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    1. quercuscommunity Post author

      Thank you. I was pleased with it as I often struggle with exposure on white butterflies. I have failed with poppies a number of times in the front garden. These grew accidentally and seem to be doing well.

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      1. Helen

        You need some of my poppy seed. Then you’ll never look back. Same problem of them looking crumpled in the morning and without petals by evening, though.

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