Sheffield Success

I popped down to visit my parents in Sheffield yesterday, and stayed the night. My brother in law picked me up from the train station and very kindly drove me past an 89 on the road leading from The Parkway to my house, at around 1632. After the crapness of the last few weeks, a second plate in a day was most welcome.

Today, we drove up the M1 to see my grandma. With Christmas on its way, people's thoughts turn to Christmas shopping which means that out of town shopping centres like Meadowhell get very busy. As we turned onto the motorway, we saw (slightly too late) that it was jam packed, all three lanes moving very slowly. BIL said that he didn't understand why people just didn't do all their shopping on the internet. I could only concur. Freaks.

It wasn't all bad though, since one of the queueing cars was a 90, at twelve minutes past 11. I hope that that one car of people somehow had a very pleasant and successful day's shopping.

And then, to finish off, there was a lovely 91 driving along Leeman Road when I got home this evening at five to five.