Oh When Oh When are people and the sat nav companies going to update their systems?
U-Turn at Souldrop!
I can only assume the online map systems think that Forty Foot Lane and the bridleways leading to the back of Colworth are roads fit for general traffic. (I would like to see a normal vehicle try get down the depths of Forty Foot lane!)
This has been going on years and it is about time the maps were updated.
The villagers in exasperation have taken in onto themselves at the weekends to hand paint signs and plant them on the approaches to the village. There has been actions and promises in the past to try and rectify the problem but the wayward traffic still keeps coming and the signs still get placed.
No access to Santa Pod!
One night at two o’clock in the morning recently (yes – sometimes I work late!) the usual peace and quiet of that time of the day was ruptured by the sounds of a very heavy vehicle with its reversing lights and accompanying beeps! This went on for some time, eventually I peered out of my window and was staggered to see a huge pantechnicon lorry, trying to reverse towards the green. The lorry was longer than the green! I had never seen anything that big in Souldrop before, I thought they were banned. The driver was heading along Chapel lane and who knows, maybe he had made it all the way up Forty Foot lane to the Three Shires Way, before eventually he must have realised his sat nav was wrong.
How far he had reversed, heaven knows, but I winced as I spotted a neighbours parked car directly behind the reversing lorry. How the hell do you reverse something that size around the green, obstacles like parked cars aside?
Well the answer was to initiate the mother of all three point turns, within fifteen minutes, somehow he made it! As he drove off I vaguely caught sight of the numberplate and it was of all things…Polish. Whilst having no problems with our intrepid European explorers, we welcome all, providing they are here for the right reasons.
Anyway after the truck disappeared and peace and quiet returned, I had one final look around the village green, expecting to see a marauding pitch forked band of neighbours ready to see of the errant lorry. Well you would with the racket that was made and worst of all the threat to the beloved motor car. But no, not one light bulb, or curtain twitcher was evident. The entire village apart from myself had slept through it, amazing!
The only evidence that I did really witness this event and had not hallucinated it, was a fresh muddy rut on our pristine green. The lorry had to mount the green to avoid the parked car. tut tut!
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