just after i passed the beetham road off the A6 (at my normal 40-45 mph for that fairly dark, wooded S-curve), on the way home this evening, the heron theatre turn-off, just before the paper factory (as used to be henry cooke iirc; now billerud),
a tree tried to get into my car.
Current Music: "willow tree (you're always weeping)" - the ivy league
i'm tolerably sure it weren't ccookie, though it were tall enough: but it were green'n'leafy, leastways, it was where it weren't dark'n'stick-y. and it weren't well-mannered'n'polite - it were downright rude!