Well we are back after a long interval whilst I sorted out some medical problems. It was a late journey down the motorway but we reached the Amskroud toll at midnight - only half an hour home. Well not quite. That road has had a few flooding problems recently and they have apparently decided to tackle them. This means a series of deviations every half mile or so, great fun in the dark. The other (non)fun thing was the lorries straddling the centre line. All you could see was a low bank of red lights as they were travelling towards Taroudant for the Sunday souk, but you could see nothing above at any distance and wondered why they straddled the middle of the road. When you got up to them they turned out to be hay lorries and they straddled the white line because their loads were extended side ways in inverted triangle so as to reach both edges of the road. When Beloved managed to overtake, scooting under the wobbling arch of overhanging hay you could see they had done the same thing front and back so as to obscure the drivers view. Luckily we did not have to overtake them on a deviation nor did they meet with an oncoming lorry on one. They appeared very unstable and I assumed they were travelling at midnight to avoid traffic inspections. It was therefore with some schaudenfraude that when we got to El Humor there was a police stop which waved us through but rather severely pulled the following hay wagon over. We got home at 1.30pm.
