Sunday, 21 April 2013

A very busy week

I've been zooming from one end of the M6 to the other this month and it doesn't really get to be easy. No matter what time you leave the house the traffic will be terrible at some point. Of course if I was travelling for fun, I'd leave late at night or early in the morning, but I'm not; I'm travelling for work, so have no choice but to be there by half nine. This generally means making a decision at some point about which direction to take, and for this you are very dependent on the gantry signs. These can vary from the useful; Jct 11 -7 70 minutes delay: to the confusing - what is a 'long delay'?: to the bizarre ' pedestrians on carriageway'

Heading for Leicester for example, there are many options, including leaving the M6 early and heading through Stoke. When the signs indicate long delays, and lets be honest, that's sort of normal,the M6 Toll is my favourite. It's so much easier, and more importantly, means you can keep a constant speed and so reduce fuel consumption. Yes, it costs, but I'll never get that time back, and its classed as a business expense.

Due to the nature of the customer sites I visit (out of town depots) public transport isn't really an option. Except for visits to London, when there isn't really an alternative. Very little car parking space and horrendously expensive when you find it.

A few weeks ago I spent 2 days in London; getting the first train in the morning. Now this isn't as easy as it sounds, as by and large buses don't start running that early. Except if you live in a City as I do, so I'm lucky enough to have buses which run all night. On the minus side, they don't run very often, so I had to leave the house in time to get the 5 o'clock bus. Then sat in Lime Street Station for ages. I was glad when I got to Euston that I was straight onto my next train, and after only 10 minutes was at the station ready for the walk to the office.
End of day, walked the 2 miles to the swish hotel; in heels!

Met the lovely Robyn for tea and a catch up.
Then to the office the next day, walking again, and the same journey in reverse.

But one thing jumps out about the various journeys. The public transport in Liverpool is way dirtier and less efficient than its London counterpart.