So far, grey skies and a charming view of the Junction 12 slip road. Trucks and vans with things like 'Nordfrost' and 'The Daily Pallet' written on them zoom past, visible between the swaying branches of the trees.
It's a nice reminder of course, that there is a real world out there. I picture lorry drivers, gripping their steering wheels and whistling along to the radio; pensioners in Vauxhall Corsas, chatting about where the new IKEA will go and what it will look like, and Sainsbury's delivery drivers pulling up off the motorway with empty, rattling shelves clattering about in the back of their vans.
I probably ought to be picturing more practical things... such as my to-do list, the messages in my inbox and the niggling index of things I forgot to think about last week.
It seems day-dreaming is much easier with a window next to you. The real world, in all its greyness is quite appealing - even the slip road.
When do you indicate that you're taking the slip road off the motorway? Is it at the /// marker? Or are you supposed to just drift across the white line and flick on your indicator as an afterthought?*
Also, is it an exit or an entrance? This particular slip road feels like home whenever I've driven up it. At the top, it turns into a familiar old roundabout which leads to a warmed teapot, a comfortable bed and some cosy slippers.
Of course from now on, it's also going to remind me that if I look quickly to the left, I might also see this window, the venetian blind and my desk behind it.
Funny how I never seem to day-dream about this world whenever I'm out there in the grey, isn't it?
*I'm pretty sure you shouldn't do this.
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