14-04-2019, 02:22 PM
Years ago, I was driving back from Turin to the UK. Let’s just say it was a very fast car, and it wouldn’t go any faster. On the motorway I came upon a gendarme setting up his speed trap. As I went past, he just stood up and saluted, I remember his grin was as broad as my own. I’d left Turin at 8am. I was back in Cheshire before the pubs shut.
Alan Fairless