...and delving back in time, to my recollection of the roads in and around my Town in the 1940's and early 1950's, during my excursions on my various Motor-cycles, when the only traffic consisted of just myself and a couple of Austin 7's and Morris 8's...
The End of the World for me now, would be when the volume of the local traffic equals, or exceeds, the total population of my Town, and the whole City becomes one gigantic, stationary, traffic jam, which is rapidly approaching...
As I made my way, gingerly, through the frantic Xmas motorised shopping rush yesterday on my Motor-bike, consisting of motor vehicles in all directions, mostly stationary, and effectively going nowhere, I came to the conclusion that the End of the World for me is very, very Nigh!...

Paul....
