Long and frustrating journey home. Arrived Dover 2040 Tuesday, expecting a tough trip, but went wrong right from the word go. It was like being dumped in a third world country. A20 closed. No real signs to tell you so all traffic, including hundreds of lorries, all headed out of town in that direction, only to have to do 360 at a roundabout and then come back in to town and through the town. Our four cars got split in to two pairs and we soon lost radio contact. M20 also closed. So we just joined the endless procession of vehicles trundling along on side roads. Eventually got to the M25 and started making progress. Could see flashes of lightning ahead of us. Overhead signs warned of M3 closure, to use A3 instead. Once on A3, it was also closed so all traffic dumped off at Guildford. Clearly a planned closure because of all the cones, but once in Guildford centre you were left on your own. Gridlock. Couldn't rejoin A3 at other side of Guildford either. Someone needs putting up against a wall and shooting - why can't they co-ordinate closures ?
John decided just to head out of Guildford the least congested way, towards Aldershot, mainly because my temp gauge had suddenly shot up and I needed cooling off. After a few miles of a good run, my temp gauge was not coming down so John stopped to investigate. To help matters, that's when the rain arrived.
No water appeared to have been lost, so after a cooling off period we resumed. The break allowed us to regroup back again. Somehow, we'd leapfrogged the other pair. Didn't pick up the M3 until Odiham, and as we continued westwards our group slowly split apart as each headed to their own home.
Temp problem didn't reoccur for rest of journey. Needs investigating, but could be a cooked sender/gauge as it kept swinging wildly every now and again. Or it could just have been the hard day's drive and I needed a rest.
Anyway, home now and all unpacked.
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