I’ve been pretty obsessed with trying to understand traffic patterns in the UK since I moved here back in the day.
Regular congestion caused by the accursed school run aside, I have come to realise the following:
1. Mondays are generally super busy, except when they aren’t. And there is often no explanation for why they aren’t, but the roads will be hauntingly devoid of cars. Pedestrian traffic remains the same.
2. Ditto Tuesdays.
3. Ditto Wednesdays.
4. Ditto Thursdays.
5. Ditto Fridays.
You’d think rain might be a factor, and it sometimes can be, but then I have seen equally stupid-long queues on bright sunny days as well.
So today, I left slightly late for work which, in my experience, normally means that traffic at the nearest junction to me has largely died down. But oh no… Today, with no accidents or anything else to account for it, it was backed up way down the street, and tight enough that I couldn’t even slip through on my bike and position myself at the head of the pack.
Then, the pedestrians were wandering aimlessly all over the shared-use path across the local fields, and by the time I got to the university neighbourhood, air-headed undergraduates were blocking the crossings, making it difficult to get through.
Yesterday, by contrast? Weather conditions and everything else being the same, I sailed through, hardly having to use my brakes.
I remain bewildered.