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What drives me crazy

By Kate Kellaway   June 2001

I am what Evelyn Waugh would have called a “close student” of traffic. I am a print addict, too. Stuck for reading matter when driving, I sample whatever text is on offer on the road: on the backs of cars, vans and lorries. I mull over every message, including those urging me to find God, protect birds or consider the sex appeal of the driver in front. I follow those who claim to have Jesus on board and those who advise (or warn?) other drivers about their babies. What does “Baby on board” actually mean? Drive as dangerously as you…

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