Remember The Country Code

Those of you from my generation, younger than Ian yet old enough to remember watching trade test transmissions for the emergent BBC2 will probably recall public information films in advertising breaks telling us how to cross the road safely or how not to scald a cat, (sorry Charlie!)There was one about observing the country code; taking your litter home, not poking crocodiles, sorry cows, with sticks and always closing gates behind you.
Well you will be pleased to know that the message got through and still persists today. A young lady was following the instructions from her sat nav when she came to a closed gate. Getting out of the car she opened the gate and then drove through, stopping on the other side to get out and close the gate. She then leapt out of the way of the oncoming train and watched, presumably gobsmacked, as it ploughed into her car and carried it half a mile down the track.
Wonder what she thought that big red circle on the gate was for? Or those flashing lights? And those funny parallel metal rails…? Perhaps it’s time to bring public information films back, but would you choose to educate the populace about indicators of railway lines or would you choose to tell them to open their bloody eyes and look where they’re going!
Maybe I’m being too harsh, after all she was probably doing much more than blindly following her sat nav, eye make up, talking to a friend and probably a Su Doku puzzle to boot. Young people need to realise technology can get things badly wrong.

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6 thoughts on “Remember The Country Code

  1. You would not believe the stories I heard when I was a legal advisor for a large motoring organisation. One guy got run over by his own car; he had stopped safely behind a pile-up on the motorway, but then got out and stood behind the car in front to survey the scene, just as his own car was rear-ended at speed.

    Some people should not pass a driving test whilst they have a hole in their arse.

    As for navigational aids, I just put my mum in the back seat. I call her the Sat Nag.

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  2. I was reminded of one such film this morning that ended with a solemn, doom-laden voice saying “Driving close in the wet – not recommended – for anyone”

    I was following a car for about 4 miles that was about 10 feet from the lorry in front. It was raining. I couldn’t believe that it never occured to the idiot that the rain was substantially lighter outside of the lorries spray. It must have been like driving at 50mph through a 4 mile car wash.

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  3. I was reminded of one such film this morning that ended with a solemn, doom-laden voice saying “Driving close in the wet – not recommended – for anyone”

    I was following a car for about 4 miles that was about 10 feet from the lorry in front. It was raining. I couldn’t believe that it never occured to the idiot that the rain was substantially lighter outside of the lorries spray. It must have been like driving at 50mph through a 4 mile car wash.

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  4. I am continually gobsmacked at the number of drivers on the motorway who just sit behind the car in front when it’s raining, instead of getting their toe down and passing or slowing down slightly to drive in the (usually) empty inside lane. Perhaps they’ve all run out of washer fluid.

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