Traveled up to Scotland today to go to the Studio, and for a change I decided to drive instead of taking a flight. I thought this would be a great chance to unwind, take in the scenery and enjoy some reflective time on the way. This was a trip which would normally take about seven or eight hours. However, four hours in, I was beginning to question the wisdom of my decision as I found myself in a static traffic jam on the M6 which would result in me moving no more than three miles in the next four hours… Thankfully things on route cleared and eventually everything started to move again.
It had been a long time since I’d made this drive, usually I take a flight, which is much quicker – fifty-five minutes from take-off to landing, but I must admit the scenery is completely breathtaking on the drive as you start to pull clear of the South and head towards the gentle tranquility of Cumbria and the Lake District.
It was a very typical British Summer’s day, which started off beautifully sunny in Southern England, becoming lashing rain through ‘the Lakes’, eventually turning to thunder storms and flash floods by the time I approached Edinburgh.
Finally, somewhat wearily, I arrived – twelve hours after I left home…



