M50 Monolith Mysteriously Returns!

The ferris wheel is back. Every year it returns, it's vast spokes and undulating carraiges mesmerising drivers on the M50, always around the time when the schools go back. Who puts it there? Who can say.

Perhaps it's a visitor from another world, as curious about us as we are about it. Perhaps it was erected by a secretive cabal of sadistic parasites who feed on our frustration, who revel in minor dents and scratches inflicted on car bumpers. Perhaps it's just some arsehole who clearly never has to drive anywhere in the rush hour and doesn't understand that the first week in september represents a massive increase in mornign and evening traffic because lazy kids cannot be expected to walk anywhere on their own.

All I know for sure is that if you are in front of me and I see your head turn in it's direction while your brake lights flicker, you are getting rammed my friend.

Baby on board you say? And putting that sticker up somehow abdicates all your responsibilities? Well I have one word to say to that - Whiplash!