We started off for bridge as usual with me driving up the road to collect Ce and then driving back around past my place heading for the club. But it was a very stormy night and New South Head Road was in traffic gridlock.
It took forty minutes to progress a couple of hundred metres and we assumed there was an accident or some similar incident ahead.
Finally we reached the Ocean Street crossroad (that is, after forty minutes - a journey that usually takes less than ten minutes) where police refused us further progress diverting us from our intended route right back to my front door.
I'd had enough. I drove Ce home and returned to my home and put my feet up for the evening watching television in the comfort of home. I learned later that fallen electrical wires just a block from my home was the incident that stopped traffic.
In hindsight it's a pity you didn't just casually let slip that you had a cough that morning. You could have saved some time. (Or have you found a new partner?)
ReplyDeleteSame partner, marcellous. If only I was that prescient!
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