MRS Smout pleads with drivers to observe the speed limit in Wyre Piddle. She might as well try to teach a pig to fly.

In a decent society, traffic law would be enforced. But our police would rather do almost anything else, witness the constables (in pairs!) strolling around the town centre, enjoying the weather and chatting to their friends. I suggest the villagers gang up to force the motorised idiots to obey the law. They could collect money to buy several old cars, which could be judiciously parked in the main street to create a chicane so that drivers would have to slow down.

The police famously 'cannot be everywhere at once', but my suggestion would work 24 hours every day!

COLIN ALTEN, Luebeck, Germany. ((I lived in Worcestershire, 1985-1994).