I was driving back home after my vain shopping attempt to find suitable containers for recyclables (recycling seems to have at last started here). A road was closed due to works, so I followed a queue of cars on the obligatory dirt track detour through the dusty woods, round an army camp.
At the entrance of the camp, there was a big sign addressed to the responsible citizens and trainee war machines leaving it:
Drive slowly! Your parents love you and need you.