I drive around quite a bit in the course of my work. And the more I drive around, the more I think some people must have won their driving licences in a raffle.
The other day I was driving along the M3 when the driver of a car in the other lane suddenly slammed on their brakes.
Picture the scene. The drivers following slamming on their brakes, the screech of tyres, dust and stones kicked up into the air, drivers swerving into other lanes to avoid crashes.
And amongst all this potential carnage, hopping out of the dust was... a pheasant.
Well, I’m vegetarian. But in this situation, as I tried to avoid an accident, it was either me or the pheasant. Sorry, but there was only going to be one winner.