Cheap motor insurers pause for thought. And heavy traffic.
Cheap motor insurers like me, love their cars. Like me, some cheap motor insurers love the way it gets them about, without the need to perspire, or exert needless energy; energy that can be better used on the remote control for the TV later that day. Or picking up the phone receiver to have a short conversation with an uncommunicative youth at cheap motor insurers nearest Domino pizza. I'm also fairly partial to the comfort of my surrounds, as are many cheap motor insurers, most notably the seats, and the prevalent smell, and the general way it feels in my hands. And then there's the views enjoyed out of it. For me, and other fortunate cheap motor insurers, that's crop-rotated fields, picturesque hillocks and the occasional primitive settlement, unaltered by the passing of time. Or the industrial age. For you though, that view is very much different. And amounts to little more than the registration plate of the car in front, and a little higher on the metal horizon, a vibration-controlled soft furnishing shaped like a family pet, or amusing adhesive informing you of how their other car is, well, a car one hopes. And not the piece of scrap they're currently sitting in. Nevermind, look to your right, and you may see occasional glimpses of tower blocks, warehousing or other characterless buildings or faces. Look left, and you'll probably become concuss by a passing bicycle courier, eager to force his way up the career ladder, that stops at a Luton van. Because this is your journey. And unlike mine, half of it is spent at a standstill.
These are the findings, embellished to the point of nausea by myself, of Citroen, the French car maker, in a break away from making really cool TV ad's. Oh, and cars sometimes. Not a lot happens in Cardiff , which people tell me is the capital of Wales , by the people who work there. Or at least attempt to get to work there. During an estimated 15 mile journey, drivers are stationary for more than 30 minutes. With only rugby and dragons on their minds to ease the boredom. Cockneys on the other hand are waiting for a mere 19 minutes of their lives in their vehicles. The survey was carried out on the one day, in 6 cities. Those were, in no order of places you'd like to visit, Edinburgh , Norwich , and 4 others destinations. Drivers here, and Manchester , London , Birmingham and Cardiff were asked to follow commuter routes into each city centre on, or around, 7.45am , each route marked out, in theory, taking an hour to complete. The distance covered, and the time spent at a standstill was then calculated by those of digital brains. Statistics threw up all sorts of regional variations that could be fed into a giant computer, and computed, so as to discover all manner of fascinating facts. All I got from it where that cockneys covered only 6.8 miles in an hour, Edinburgh had the best commuting conditions, (i.e., roads and cars) being able as they were to cover some 17.3 miles per hour, and being stationary for just 18 minutes, and that the average British motorist spends the equivalent of 15 days per year in their car. A figure that's raised every time they're caught playing away from home. Which, if you're really unlucky, and don't live where I do, could mean that you spend 7 of those, completely motionless. Which of course, would give you more time to arrange your cheap motor insurance for next year with Insureyourmotor.co.uk. You might as well; it sure beats staring at what you have to each day. On the hands free though, otherwise I'll be shot.
Date - 21/09/2006
