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Tuesday, 21 July 2015

20/07/15

Monday again, I'm sure someone has managed to get more Mondays than the required number in every week, they come round very quickly.  Well my Monday started well, I was loaded in descent time and the work wasn't too onerous.  I got my loading tickets confirmed and all was well.  As is my normal practice I placed my mobile phone in its holder took my extra strong mints out of my bag and put them in their own trayand switched the radio on then it all went wrong.  I reached for a mint, I like a mint when I set off, it clears the lingering taste of coffee.  My mints had gone and haven't been found since.  After a hasty search I gave up and turned the radio up, nothing; things just got better.  The mechanical geniuses had been fitting a new starter motor and had disconnected the battery thereby decoding the radio.  Bugger, if I wanted music I'd have to sing and I don't even inflict my singing on myself, never mind other innocent members of the public.  I have a truly awful singing voice, and that's no exaggeration.  So no mints, no radio and its Monday morning, bad, very bad but it could be worse, I think.  But the rest of the day went well enough until I reached Howden Dyke for my collection, though I had my paperwork for the collection no one had thought to arrange the collection with the vendor of the goods.  I rant our TC and was told someone would get back to me with a release number for the collection.  Three quarters of an hour later I'd had my break and heard nothing, I called our TC again, I think he'd forgotten me, hurtful isn't it, but eventually I was told to leave it and go back to Carlton store and collect the waste and pallets from there.  The highways agency has seen fit to close a significant bridge for the next six months, I know it's falling into the river but really, I need that bridge.  Just to make things even more interesting they decided to renew the tar and chippings through Carlton on the same day.  Now that's planning for you.  But all in all it wasn't really a bad day.  I bought some more mints at the shop in Carlton, enough for the next two weeks and when i got back to base I was informed that the code for the radio was probably written in the front of the instruction book for my truck.  It was and the code has been re entered things are set for a better day tomorrow.  See you then.

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