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Waiting at the lights to turn right I notice movement to my left. Ah, it's grandma (a grey haired lady of advanced years, not my actual grandma).
What's that? You didn't actually mean to stop in the left lane and you want to turn right?
But of course. So being the gentleman that I am (cough) I wave Doris in front of me.
Right turn and Doris proceeds at 30mph (40mph) in the left lane. I'm in the right lane and about to overtake when she suddenly swerves in front of me. Why? Because the left lane ends about half a mile down the road.
So we proceed at 30mph to the next roundabout. Doris takes the (divided) left onto the motorway slip road, I'm waiting to turn right when the missus starts screaming "you can't do that, stop stop!". I look left to see that Doris has decided that motorways are all a bit scary and is attempting to turn right, back down the slip road.
We go around the roundabout to watch the fun but after several people drive past Doris she sees some sense and continues on. Lord only knows what happened when she got on the scary road.
I'm pleased to say that at no time during this was a speed limit broken so obviously nobody was in any danger at any time.
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