ON May 7, I was attending a cremation service at Walton Lea Crematorium.

It was for an old friend of mine. The service was nice and also touching.

After the service, I made my way to my car and drove to the road leading out.

I used the word ‘road’ very lightly – I thought I was on safari. It was pothole after pothole.

It is alright if you have a 4x4 or a Range Rover, but I only have a Ford Focus.

It is a disgrace, and something needs to be done.

I was in the building trade all my working life and I know it would only take a few tonnes of crush and run and it would be job done.