Mordor? No! Bolton.

Weird stormy skies on my way home tonight. This is a wee village called Bolton in East Lothian. There is new housing development underway in this quiet place.
When I was driving through this morning, they had blocked off a bit of the road and set up some traffic lights.
A very careful driver in front of me stopped at the red light.
We both waited.
And waited.
Stupid broken lights - I pulled out and passed the waiting car.
Then the bloody lights changed!
Careful driver blasts his horn at me.
If I had been on my own, I would not even have stopped at the daft lights controlling a 10 metre stretch of straight road.

Anyone else been in a similar situation?

JimH.