It’s official – I’m almost the worst driver on the road and a menace to all other road users.

At 64, I find myself with six points on my licence, which without the invitation to attend a speed awareness course, would total nine points. This is after many years of driving with a ‘clean’ licence and with no accidents.

My crime is to drive at a safe speed for the road and the conditions without continually consulting the speedometer, which is as it turns out, is about 20 per cent higher than the speed limits and mobile cameras allow.

I’ve now been ‘snapped’ three times within 12 months, driving at 35-36mph in built-up areas.

With the real threat of losing my licence, I decided that drastic action was required.

So now I’m constantly scouring the roadsides to spot the elusive speed limit signs. Then my eyes are forever glancing at the speedometer to ensure that I’m within whatever limit I’m in at the time. This takes most of my concentration.

The worst thing is though, the reaction to this ‘safe’ driving style by other drivers – I’ve had headlights flashed at me, horns blown and fists shaken. I’m regularly tail-gated, and one truck driver made a gesture out of his window like he was shaking a sauce bottle – but I don’t think he was offering to buy me a cheese-burger.

CLIVE HARRISON

Quarhill Close

Over Norton