So I've been to Bristol now. Bristol's a place I've been past many times but for some reason have never been into before. My destination was really simple to find: off the M4 onto the M32, follow the road in a straight line and turn left into Berkeley Square and there you are. Couldn't park but there was a decent multi storey car park just round the corner that had a weird pricing policy. Berkeley Square is a nice looking place to work and I imagine in Spring, Summer and early Autumn it's lovely. Didn't get any chance to take any snaps although I did take my digital camera with me. There is a huge church that rises up out of the ground as you approach Berkeley Square from West End and that was snap worthy but I blew it. What is this life if full of care we don't have time to stand and stare? That's me for ya! I didn't get to appreciate the city at all except for one thing. I left the car park and turned left as I'd entered it from that self same direction ... the ONLY road sign I saw AT ALL could have come from the 1930s (cast iron sign, white background, black lines, knobbly glass bead reflectors) and pointed towards Gloucester so I went that way. I didn't see any more signs for around 20 minutes as I edged along the road heading nearer and nearer to rush hour. All of a sudden we came to a bifurcation (that's a fork in the road and that's a Royal "we" as I was alone!) and they announced that the M5 and M4 were thataway ... then it became the M4 and M5 were thataway ... OK small point but which came first the M5 or the M4? The M5 as it turned out. That route was sub optimal but it got me back on track and I got home safely enough so that can't be bad can it? Thought you'd like to know that! DW