HURTLING west, bound perhaps for the soft sand beaches of south Devon or the thunderous surf of Cornwall, brings the promise of lazy days, picnicking alfresco, immersion in an absorbing book, invigorating clifftop walks and a brief hiatus from the humdrum of everyday life. The destination is utopian, but reaching it can be as far removed from paradise as it is possible to imagine, for there are few fast roads that join the A30, which has the ultimate responsibility for transporting travellers into Britain's deep South-West.
The three-lane M5, which begins at West Bromwich and ends in Exeter, is businesslike, monotonous and built for swift journey times, barring when accidents induce tailbacks or sheer volume of traffic forces cars and lorries to a crawl. By contrast, the more southern A303, the best bet for Londoners leaving the capital or Home Counties residents escaping the likes of Sussex, Kent and Surrey, is renowned for its quirkiness, its frustratingly lengthy queues and its indecision-it switches from one to two lanes and back again with alarming regularity once past Solstice Services. Its twists and turns can necessitate repeated stomping on the brakes and its hills bring articulated lorries to a near standstill, together with their following packs of lighter vehicles. According to National Highways, there are in excess of 100 accidents along the route annually.
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