First things first. This is the first post in quite some time - I know some of you have been hanging on with baited breath, and I can only apologise for the delay. I hope it hasn't cost you too much in sleepless nights, stress-related injuries and hospital stays. Hopefully my resurgence of posting will drag you out of your funk and into the light.
Hopefully.
Now, I realise that this triumphant returns... triumph... relies on a couple of things:
1 - That you enjoy the idea of trolling strangers for fun (hopefully at least half of that fun is theirs).
2 - That you have ever been bored on the motorway
3 - That you read this blog
4 - That you have no strong opinions on what the words "a couple" means
Every week or so, we go for a little drive from a place I like to call Bale Ather Clyath and head down on a trip to Tipp. This is a fairy easy couple of hours drive that takes in many wondrous sights
Motorway art is such a beautiful idea, and some of it is magnificent.
Some of it is just some sticks.
Seeing these same sticks over and over again led some of us to cook up a new way to make the journey more interesting, and where better to do it than at the magical mystery land of the M7 Toll
And so, every time we approach this majestic break in the journey, whoever is driving has to do a bit, a joke, a voice, an impression, a challenge - something that will hopefully make the attendant laugh - or at the very least make them speak to their colleagues at the end of the day about the really really odd people they saw today.
So far we've tried telling them jokes (not funny). Writing them notes (hilarious to us, bemusing to them). Asking for a burger and fries (not funny at all). Asking how they get to work, do they have a train that takes them to their booths? (no.) funny voices (always a winner). Singing at them* (not to them... That would be weird). More funny voices (still great). And always, regardless of the poor poor person in the both, driving away with a grateful "thank you! You're a very nice old man!"
*caravan of love, because why not...

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