The funnest part of the Wunnel was watching many cars and trucks, who had somehow failed to notice several kilometres of signage, attempting last-moment lane changes to avoid being sucked down into its gaping and hungry maw.

Also I went in the Wunnel. It was shorter than I expected. Still, it definitely worked.

Every sign tells a story.

I never drive into work, as a rule. Tomorrow I need to, because I'm going to need to get some stuff into my car from the office before Wednesday morning.

This post is me attempting to reinforce the knowledge that I need to drive to work tomorrow because I know there's a non-zero chance of this fact not surfacing in my brain until I'm already on a train.

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Hey folks I love your intentions but could you please re-read the post and note the bit where I asked for help?

I know there are a couple of weeks to go but I'm pretty sure I'm not going to be adding 2025 to my Top Ten Years list.