The state of Britain's roads never ceases to infuriate me. If it's not the
potholes, it's the road works, if it's not the inconsiderate lorries overtaking
each other at 57mph, it's the traffic jams. Let's face it, our roads are full to
capacity – they're clogged like a KFC-addicted slob's arteries and they're
unlikely to be fixed any time soon.
This month, as you can probably guess, I've spent an extraordinary amount of
time behind the wheel of my long term Audi Q7. I've covered nearly 2,000 miles
since my last report and the stark differences in my journeys have been