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Thursday, 23 October 2014

23/10/14

As I was loaded last night I got to spend an extra half hour in bed, I put the alarm off and turned over and nearly forgot to wake up.  I was only saved by my wife's alarm which goes off three quarter of an hour after mine.  It didn't matter but I had intended spending the extra half hour reading.  As it was I was rushing about in the same way as usual.  What I haven't said is I like time to myself in a morning as I aren't worth speaking to until I have imbibed enough caffeine.  My wife, on the other hand, bounces out of bed and attacks the day with the same vigour and energy as she shows a couple of hours later.  Life's unfair sometimes, to both of us.
My work day went OK considering I had two new drops and one of them was 69 Church street.  House drops like this can be testing for an eighteen tonne truck.  As it was I took some advice on the approach and found the house easily enough and made the delivery of nine bags of coal.  The problems only started when I tried to leave.  The best route was to proceed straight down the street for about four hundred yards, turn right onto the main street and continue to the A63 West bound about a mile away.  But there was a long left hand corner between me and the T junction with cars parked on either side nose to tail.  Fair enough I had room between the cars, just, but I couldn't see if anything was coming round the corner.  I finally gave up and backed into a side road and went back the way I came, much safer.  One more farm drop then on to Penistone to collect a load of horse feed before returning to base to unload and load up for tomorrow.  All the rest of the day went well thank goodness.

The picture of this balloon isn't relevant to anything but it is different.  I attempted to take a picture of it in my drivers side mirror but it was drifting too fast.


There can be no excuse fro dressing like this.  Just get on a bike and go for a ride, don't dress for a trip to the Rocky Horror Show.


No wet crow this time, I expect the Oil Seed Rape is too high for it to forage now.


Well stacked, well wrapped and well loaded, but even so I don't know what these two are looking so pleased for.  Its not as if they haven't done it before.  This is tomorrows first job for Helmsley store.


See you tomorrow.

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