When my grandma died the local cemetery was closed for maintenance. The funeral directors had us relocate to another cemetery that no one really knew how to get to – we all decided to follow the hearse. The hearse led off, however, the only way he knew how to get there was via the motorway. We all followed him and managed to slow the traffic on a motorway to 20mph. I remember driving some relatives behind the hearse thinking – my grandma would have loved this. She has caused traffic chaos.