M6, M5...
I’ve been travelling the M6 the last twelve months, a motorway I knew little about.
Most motorways seem to have their own style of services, and on the M6 it’s those over-bridges containing noisy, cramped food outlets and at Forton, the (mostly abandoned) “observation lounge” reminiscent of a set for a Gerry Anderson puppet show. Whoever thought they were a good idea? The 1960s were truly, a different time...
One worthwhile innovation is that Travelodge have apparently spent the money saved by advertising using goofy foam puppets, on a long-overdue refurbishment of their sites. They also often have a Greggs nearby, which deals with breakfast. I’d abandoned them some years ago but with Premier Inn prices now significantly higher and no British motel chain apparently understanding the concept of “air conditioning” I use Travelodge increasingly, these days.
Charnock Richard (of, ahem, “nostalgic” memory) seems to still be its remembered, scruffy self. Moto seem to be the XC of the motorway service world.... the Southern services like Corley and Keele are best drawn a veil over, I feel - thoroughly awful. Not quite on the Watford Gap or Bridgwater level (both of these deserving special mentions for the atrocious conditions there) but pretty grim.
Still and all, the section N of Preston is pretty spectacular, as always. Killingholme Lakes services are rather pleasant, as these things go, and Stafford South proved to be a little-used gem. Saddleworth is as bleak and majestic as ever, that oddball farm marooned between the carriageways is still there (THERE’s a place I’m glad I don’t live!) and generally it’s one of the better motorways.
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