Warming Up

Sunday 14th March 2004

We drove back from Brecon with no near death experiences. Well not for me leastways, though the arrogant tour manager Simon Streeting came very close to a fatal punching when he still insisted on flashing his headlights to "allow" a car in front to pull into our lane. Blinded by fury at his arrogance masked as politeness I nearly forgot that were I to kill him now, in the fast lane of a motorway, travelling at speed, with him driving, then I in all likelihood would die too. I controlled the rage which lurks deep within me, exactly unlike the way that Dr David Banner does.
Streeting was lucky this time, I only have to be lucky once.