I DIDN'T get flashed because I stamped on the brakes and in a trice brought my speed down from an irresponsible 73 to 70 when I inadvertently had my eye on an idiot racing down a slip road determined to get ahead of me !
Plus my wife was getting the last few bits of dust in the bottom of a mixed nut packet shaken loose and ready to pour directly into my mouth !
This well practiced feeding method involves my staring up at the roof for about thirty seconds and enduring the contents of whatever I'm being fed going down my shirt collar and into my eyes and up my nose !
I try to keep my eyes on the road but with my head tipped so far back it's simply impossible !
Had we not been approaching Hexham from the west at the time, had Shirley NOT been determined to get the final, final, final bits out and down my throat....had she or for that matter I thought for a moment about what we were approaching....I wouldn't now be facing the dreaded drop of an envelope onto the carpet with a fine and three points in it !
We 'discussed' the matter for the next thirty miles during which, being a man, I accepted full responsibility and apologised many many times during her beratement !
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