THE BALLAD OF WATFORD GAP
(This sad tale is not at all apocryphal. During the famous postal strike an official car was sent from British Steel Headquarters daily to meet cars from Rotherham and Birmingham, each with their respective mail. On one occasion the car from London arrived two hours late at the rendezvous at Watford Gap Service Station. The driver had been scouring Watford for that very place. Fortunately for him, a passing Northern yokel put him right.
They swore that they'd deliver no more mail
Until they got fifteen per cent (the bosses offered eight),
Or until some wiser counsel should prevail.
But the strikers hadn't reckoned with the men of British Steel;
So one (a certain chauffeur) was chosen from their ranks
But when he got to Watford, through blinding snow and hail,
Whose boast it was that in his youth he'd travelled to those parts;
And the old man told our hero how to drive past Watford Gap