Slippy not Slidey

Took 6 hours to get to my sister's. Not the traffic, just getting lost, avoiding London. Luton is the arse of the Universe (after Dover, natch)). And the Fucking MG had a headlight out, so I was driving for hours in the fog with sidelights. Oh how we laughed.
Today we went for a lovely walk at Fowlmere, which is quite possibly the muddiest place in the world