Happy Birthday M1
Today marks the fiftieth birthday of the M1 motorway.
The first time I went on the motorway must have been soon after the road had opened in my father’s MG Magnette. This car would have been the equivalent to something like an Audi A4 these days. But it only had a 1.5 litre engine with twin SU carburetors.
I remember the road fondly as I drove or hitched from London to Liverpool in the mid-1960s, whilst I was at university. In one instance, I drove the whole way in my Morris Minor with a big-end gone.
Now I rarely use the motorway, as if I’m going north, it’s easier to use the A1. And when I go west, all I do is cross it.
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