DRIVING down the A40 to work this morning I saw at least half a dozen people who seemed determined to kill themselves.

This is fine by me and entirely a matter of personal choice. There are too many drivers on the road anyway and I have no objection to this self-induced culling programme.

Unfortunately they were also in danger of killing me, something I'm not especially keen on.

One moron wanted to turn left but facing a two-second delay from another vehicle in front decided to swing into the right hand lane then back across.

Of course there was no signal involved.

Another at a traffic light-controlled roundabout decided the red light did not mean stop, as most of us assume, but speed up and run right in front of the car coming the other way.

It's frankly terrifying. What is worse is that every driver reading this could no doubt tell similar tales of daily dalliances with death.

A very good friend of mine was involved in a serious accident this week when some moron going round a blind bend decided to answer their mobile phone and veered into the opposite carriageway.

My friend travelling in the opposite direction fortunately managed to avoid a head-on collision. As it is their car is seriously damaged.

There was some rough justice out of it in that the other driver was the only one who needed hospital treatment. I hope that whoever pushed his hospital trolley sprinted down the corridor with it then came to a juddering halt as it tried to overtake a slower-moving lane of sick and wounded.

I hope too that our friend with the phone had the time to look round him at others in the hospital and wondered which of those might have been there because of other idiots like him.

But I don't expect so. Drivers like that never really do look round them, do they?