Roger Gambba-Jones

Yet again, on a Saturday night I have laid (or is it lain?) in bed (having removed my carpet slippers and drunk my cocoa) listening to the youth of South Holland charge around the streets and roads of Spalding as though it were the English version of Monaco!

The rural nature of our district means that background noise is very low at almost anytime of the day - aren't we lucky!  However, the downside is that the noisy boys (and girls) of South Holland therefore make themselves very conspicuous by their antics on our streets. 

I've no doubt the same thing was happening in virtually every other town in South Holland and indeed England (I'm not bothered about Scotland and Wales anymore, now they've gone independent!).

The point I was starting to make, before I sped off in a different direction (get it?), was about the supposed public concern over the impact of rising fuel prices on the motorists of this country. 

Whilst the boy and girl racers are wasting fuel and tyres like there's no tomorrow (or possibly at least no day after tomorrow thanks to global warming!) other older drivers, who should know better, are still tearing around as though petrol and diesel were still 50p a gallon!

So where's the fuel price crisis and why do the media continue to publish stories telling us how people aren't using their cars so much, how drivers are slowing down, how there's less traffic on the roads and how people are finding it hard to run their cars - I have yet to see or hear it myself.