It was a pretty ordinary November afternoon.
Cold, so as the sun set I put on Radio 4 and eased back on the throttle of A12THY easily outwitting the speed cameras lying in wait south of Sandy. Not a lot on the road, good play on Radio 4 though, so into the slow lane on the A1M and relax all the way to Hendon, or so I thought.

It came from out of nowhere did that Czech juggernaut, they said he did a' lefty'. Whatever he did he didn't see my Jag with the nine butchered lamb carcasses in the boot as the front of his tractor unit smashed into my offside front with a horrendous shrieking sound of shearing metal and shattered glass.
Like a ride in a tumble drier, from contentment came confusion and then helplessness, as my green machine was hit and hit again and turned and slid and rocked and span and span again finally hitting the protective 'armour' which as it bent and twisted eased me finally back onto the hard shoulder.
And then there was silence.

This all seemed to take an age but in fact the whole incident lasted no more than three seconds. Three seconds when the fates had decided life or death on a cold sunny afternoon.. Kicking open the battered door I confronted the juggy driver. 'No speak Englsh' Resisting the temptation to give him a lefty or two.

I dialed 999, chatted to those who had stopped, to be told they had only seen bits of metal and dust and debris flying around and then the sirens and the police arrived.
'You are very lucky to be alive sir' said the Officer.
Yes I thought it was the big car and the weight of those nine lambs in the back that stopped me rolling I am indeed a lucky boy……

And the moral of this story is………

Don't drive in the slow lane when left hand drive juggies are about, or, One instant you are living and within three seconds you could be history.
So as Mrs Thatcher once said, Rejoice, Rejoice and Rejoice and never forget to keep lots of lambs in your boot when on a motorway.