On our way back from the new house last night, having just dropped off the 110 and emptied the trailer and discovery. We were trying to get back home to the borders in some of the most god awful weather, not predicted by the MET Office. We were making good time, despite the rain and thankfully the lack of traffic allowed us to travel below 30 at times (as big silly trailer and steep hills arent the best combo). As we finnaly managed to get some speed up we came up behind a small eurobox. Who proceeded to brake suddenly, weave over the road, and on dual track sat in the outside lane. After about 10 miles of this having slowed down to try and let him get away and him doing the same enough was enough. Kirsty picks up the phone and calls plod..... 5 miles further down the road we are then passed by the boys in blue, who then followed the problem car for about half a mile. In which the troublemaker was still driving erratically (I guess he still thought it was us as his back window was covered and all he could see was lights). Well blue ones in the end :lol:
