Driving down the M1 from Belfast heading towards Enniskillen .....
.... reminded me of the
OLD (1965) joke about the Englishman who had just bought a Ferrari and was bemoaning the fact that he couldn't open it up in the UK because of a newly introduced 70mph speed limit.
His mate told him he should just take his car over to Ireland, where there were no speed limits, so off he set and sure enough, when he got over to Ireland, he left Dublin and found a long stretch of empty road to let the car rip.
He had just got the car up to 150 miles an hour when a tractor pulled out of a field in front of his car and the man has a choice of certain death by running into the tractor or swerving into the field that the tractor has just left.
He chooses the latter and launches his car across the grass verge, through the hedge and into the field.
Sat on the tractor, the driver turns to his mate and says "My God Patrick, did you see that? If we hadn't got out of that field when we did, that fecking idiot would have killed us!"
Ah, those were the days! In 1965 the only way my vehicle (a Ford Thames Van) would do 70mph was downhill with a back wind!
