Driving is like burning fivers…

“There are none so blind as those who will not see”

It applies to us all. None are immune. We all, to a greater or lesser extent, live in a world of our own choosing, filled with self delusion and denial. Never is this truer than when we love deeply. We see only the good, and accept the bad. Provided the positive outweighs the negative we consider ourselves lucky. When the balance tips too far towards the bad many of us convince ourselves to stay true, to remain committed and to stick with it, despite all of the evidence pointing us to the exit. Our hearts are strong and, often when challenged, we fail to accept the inevitable. However, the facts don’t lie.

Our love of the car is one such relationship tested, at times to breaking point, yet doggedly we battle on. For many the car is the only option. As with a relationship many aren’t good on their own and need the support of a cohort. For those in rural and suburban locations the car is a necessary element in the travel mix. It may provide the link to a bus or a train. It may be your total solution but the car is darned expensive to run.


The AA, in 2014, priced the cost of a mile in a car, valued in excess of £13,000, at 51 pence per mile, all in, assuming it costs £2 to park all day. That’s a laugh. Parking all day in our cities can cost £17 or more a day.

50% of people travelling between Edinburgh and Glasgow drive. This can cost £52 a day and take well in excess of three hours. Last week I did the return journey for £16 by train with my “club 50” membership card. It took no longer and I travelled for less than a third of the price of the car journey.

There are journeys where the car is still king. However, I must declare my love for another. Sometimes, opening your eyes is worth it, in the pocket and the heart.