Traffic Cone Theory
Whilst travelling back from the middle of nowhere to the hub of humanity that is Manchester last night, I found myself as usual, for the motorways of this country, being diverted into a contraflow on the other side of the carriageway. There appeared to be nothing wrong with the side of the road I should have been on apart from the weird and wonderful formations of cone circles there in. I'm sure it would have looked marvellous from space but I could see no reason why the road was closed and this got me thinking about traffic cone storage (it was late and I was bored!)
Imagine with all the millions of traffic cones in this country if the road work people didn't have enough storage space it keep them when they weren't being used? Imagine if they had to store a certain number on the roads and motorways at all times? Think of all the times you've seen pointless cone formations blocking of perfectly useable roadway. A-ha! you're all seeing my point now ain't ya? I bet half these contraflows and diversion aren't needed, they are simply somewhere to put the cones. As it turned out my little diversion was due to resurfacing but I reckon its still a valid point.
Still on this subject has anyone actually ever phoned the Cone Hotline?
Evil little cones
..."Hello, cone hotline?"
"Yes, what cone I do for you?"
"Well... there is a gaggle of cones currently swarming around my car"
"You what?"
"Yeah, the little glow in the dark buggers are after my wheels! Quick you gotta help me, you are the cone people after all!
Help, they are regrouping..."
"Excuse me sir, but I believe you may be insane"
"ARGGHHHH, cones!"
**sound of person being squashed by a cone**

I can't cone-done it
That actually gives me an idea...
If you could gather up all of the cones in the country, you could tie them together and float them out to sea.
I'm fairly sure we could create enough cone landmass to start a new utopian society!
Cones are quite uncomfortable, and i'm not sure that I would be able to sleep on an orange dayglow cone shaped bed.
... back to the drawing board.