I've just been stuck on the M62 which made my journey home 2.5 hours long...
An accident caused the problem and as I was stuck in the tailback, I was sat there bored and cross cursing the jam.
When we neared the site of the accident, there was only one lane open cos of the metal and glass across the other two, so they were filtering us from 3 lanes into one - which meant that I couldn't avoid seeing the accident, (which I usually obstinately don't look at)
Which really upset me - 2 or 3 cars mangled beyond belief, what was left of the rooves on the grass verge so obviously they had to be cut out, plus a big van and then 3 or 4 more cars who'd been shunted, presumably not stopped in time.
So there I am, sat there trying not to take in this absolute carnage whilst I waited to go, and in my rear view mirror I see a car, driven by a woman with a little boy (about 6 years old) in the front seat. No car seat. No seat belt.
FFS, he was clambering about the front of the car, on a bloody motorway, right next to the scene of a major pile up. What is wrong with people, the stupid stupid cow