Sadly back in the UK again (Thanks for the PM Slack). Arrived home in Lincoln last Monday evening absolutely shattered after a 12 hour drive from Berlin and fell asleep on the sofa.
Dragged my bum to bed when I woke up at about 3AM and woke up properly at gone 10AM Tuesday morning.
I live in the historic bit of Lincoln all cobbled streets and you aren't supposed to park there, but the traffic wardens know us residents and overlook us.
I have a neighbour though who sticks notes on any car that is there for more than 5 minutes (unloading shopping, loading ambulances - He doesn't care. )
Anyway, I get up on Tuesday morning and think "oh shit! I left the car outside".
Expecting a ticket (and rightly so - All night is taking the Mick.), in fact I found a note under one wiper from the traffic warden saying "One of the neighbours said you got back from Germany last night - You must be sleeping but we'll be back at Midday!".
Under the other wiper was another note from my cretinous neighbour sealed in a freezer bag and stuck to the windscreen with tape saying "It is Illegal to Park Here".
We've all had our fill of this idiot so I stuck the note to his freshly painted front door with some extra strong tape.
An hour later the note was gone from his door along with a 2 inch strip of paint.
Justice I think.
Incidentally my previous rants about driving in the UK? - Fresh off the Chunnel I can confirm that UK drivers are indeed appalling and it wasn't a figment of my imagination.
I drove nearly 2000 miles in 4 days; The bit from Lincoln to Folkestone was delayed by idiots driving up the middle or outside lane when not overtaking anything, slamming their brakes on when they thought I was too close

(I wasn't - But regardless, will the penny ever drop that if you think someone is to close up behind, slamming your brakes on will make them even closer?!!?!).
Apart from the 2 hour delay thanks to a broken rail at the tunnel the trip accross Europe was great. No hassles, perfect lane discipline...Until, that is, the last German leg of my trip on the way back to Calais.
I was heading down the autobahn from Oberhausen to Kamp Lintfort to join the A57 and then get the road up to the Dutch Border at Venlo.
There I was pootling along at about 135mph when I come accross a 7 seater with Warendorf plates in the outside lane, nothing in the inside lanes at all. So he is about half a mile ahead, I adjust my speed to about 110mph closing in a bit more slowly, give him a quick flash and then left hand indicator on -
Straightaway he slams on his brakes so hard the wheels lock up with lots of smoke and he slows down to 50mph...in the outside lane of an autobahn yanking the wheel left and right dragging him in and out, in and out of the middle and outside lanes -
It's only then I make out that famous English hand gesture (which I assume is to indicate that I should go around this car on the inside as its driver is too busy masturbating to change lanes in accordance with the highway code and the law.

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I also notice for the first time the union jack sticker on the back windscreen.
Incredible isn't it? 1500 relaxed but very swift miles accross Europe with sensible drivers and the only person who hijacks me is a Brit!!!
Drving in Germany the only hassle I got was of the welcomed variety namely people putting their windows down at almost every set of lights and tankstelle asking me endless questions about the car. I even had boy racers in Polos with fatboy tyres and wheels waving at me! In the UK they just cut you up, shout abuse, give you obscene hand gestures and do things that not only risk my life but suicidally risk their own!
I think I'm gonna by myself a 10 year old Bedford Rascal with rust and a towbar and be done with it.
A free Chunnel ticket turned up in the post the other morning to compensate me for my 2 hour delay on the outbound (I was very impressed - I didn't even have to ask!) so I shall be back in civilisation sooner that even I had hoped!
End of Rant!