The whole journey was a complete nightmare. I’d only been going five minutes on the motorway when somebody cut in on me and I had to brake really quickly to avoid an accident, but that was only the start of it. A bit further on I pulled out  to overtake a big lorry but as I did, my engine just died. I tried revving the engine and after a couple of seconds it started again, but I had to change down and get back into the slow lane and go very slowly indeed. Because I was so slow, I was flagged down by a police officer who checked the car and told me that one of my tyres was worn. He said it wasn’t illegal and let me continue but warned me to get it changed. The car started again without any problems, so I set off again, picked up speed, and after a couple of miles, guess what, the worn tyre blew out! The police were right. So I changed the tyre, which was another half an hour wasted. Then I picked up a student who was hitch-hiking-I felt sorry for him. After a while we branched off the motorway and I left him where he wanted to be and went to a nearby cafe for a cup of tea. When I came out, someone hadblocked me in. Then to cap it all, I realised the student had stolen my camera from the back seat!