I’ve never learnt to drive and so it’s rare these days I’ll ever get in a car – but back over the winter holiday period I had a couple of in-car experiences which made me reflect anew on our society’s need for speed.
Driving (well, being driven) along empty A-roads on New Year’s Eve was an unusual feeling. A few days previously I’d been travelling in a high-speed train and I hadn’t thought twice about the speed. But somehow driving within the speed limit now felt too fast.
I was secretly clutching the bottom of my seat, trying to avoid looking where we were going, and thinking about how much I reminded myself of my mother on childhood family holidays driving through mountains on twisty roads with sheer drops. Except in my New Year’s travels there were no sheer drops.
A few days later I found myself being transported by car through London as I had far too much luggage to ever hope to fit in my panniers. And suddenly 20mph zones seemed too slow. It seemed unnatural to be in a vehicle with so much power to travel at that speed. I knew the driver was finding the speed limit frustrating, so I explained why I thought low speed limits were a great thing!
I’ve always been for slow driving, and have high hopes for the 20mph campaign. My advocacy has always been centred around the simple fact that if a car travelling at 20mph hits a pedestrian, that person has a 97% chance of survival. If the car’s travelling at 35mph, the pedestrian’s chance of death increases to 50%.
But being in a slow-moving car, I realised another advantage of setting a default 20mph speed limit. Driving at that speed feels frustrating – so perhaps this in itself will coax more and more car travellers out of their stuffy, over-sized boxes and onto two (engineless) wheels, or their own two feet. Why travel at 20mph in an airless and lonely compartment, when you could feel the wind in your hair and smile and interact with the people you pass on your journey – and probably get to your destination just as speedily?
I remember being on a train a couple of years ago, reading a book about how high speed travel, from planes to trains to cars, means that now we conceptualise all our journeys in terms of time, not distance. Time’s precious, we only have so much of it, right? So when we think about it like this, a slow journey doesn’t sound too appealing.
If we think about distance, the spatial element of our journey regains meaning. When the ground we cover becomes important again, we can enjoy and appreciate the journey for what it is: something important for daily commutes, to longer adventures, and everything in between.
If we all slow down and enjoy our journeys, either staying in the car, on public transport, or switching to muscle power, we’ll have safer, cleaner, greener streets; healthier, happier people; and hopefully some of the intolerant drivers with their burning need for speed will learn to appreciate some different aspects of life.
This is one way of taking action in London – a campaign leading up to the mayoral elections. Have a look out for campaigns in your own areas too, and add links in the comments section if you want to share them. If there’s nothing where you live, why not start something yourself?

















