not a support questionCable on my camera has a kink so I'm out of action at present (after months of boredom anyway). Naturally, what do I come across but a suspiciously erratic sports car making its way along South Clark St in dribs and drabs...
Sure enough, when I pull alongside the driver's window there's not just a mobile but one of those mini palm computers in the lap, with an email being written while the driver spares occasional glances ahead (blipping the throttle).
I had to settle for screaming 'eyes to the front' in the window instead, but I rather think I'd have turned left to St Leonards in better times and made a wee complaint.
Typical eh?
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