Today just got better and better! Set off this morning to get the lorry plated in Swindon. The directions had been sent out to me so I thought I might have a chance of finding the place! Maybe they were prehistoric or pre roundabouts because I got lost umpteen times!Asking directions was useless as everyone knew where it was but all sent me in different directions!Finally, at the end of my tether and with the fuel guage low, I asked another chap. He started with,'Turn right at the donut,' 'Whaaat???' 'Donut love, mini roundabout.' 'You see this is the problem,' says I, 'I don't speak Swindon!' Finally I got the directions in English and wrote them down and eventually arrive at the VOSA center. The dear old soul checking the lorry looked ancient and spoke with a thick Wiltshire accent, in fact when he disappeared into the pit I could hear his breathing rasping over the intercom and I feared the worst. The only thing not working was the fog lamp as the bulb had gone so the dear chap replaced it with the bulb from the reversing lights because apparantly they dont test these. Lorry passed, phew! So armed with directions I set off for home muttering,'get diesel, get straw.' to myself when the left indicator stopped working! Bugger, I thought. Arrived in Faringdon and filled up with diesel, gave the indicator a bang and it jumped back to life, then jumped back into lorry and turned the key.....nada, zilch, nothing! Ok have a look at the battery, thats logical, and sure enough the connection had sheared right off! An old farmer type just got out of his landrover, so looking my most helpless I asked him if he could help. Bless him, he risked electrocution by holding the connection to the terminal whilst I started the lorry. I thanked him profusely as he gave me instructions to make haste home and don't stop for anything! So no straw picked up today.
I do think this lorry has a jinx on it. When I first bought it the chassis was an old Iveco. I took it for plate, it passed and then blew up on the way home. I replaced the chassis with Mercedes, took it for plate last year and they slammed an order on it as brakes not 100 percent. Good job I had horsebox rescue!
I would like to thank the lady in the grey masda for cutting me up so badly whilst I was IN the inside lane going onto the M4, THAT I HAD TO DRIVE UP THE KIRB! Ladies, I am not feeling the sisterhood here! I hate to say it but women drivers are lethal! Had my horse been on board she would have been half a masda short! Mirrors are for looking in to see what other drivers are doing, not to check make-up, hair, and botox! And by the way, its give way to the right on roundabouts!! I know this is politically incorrect and I will get slated for it but honest some women just should not drive! Having said that some of the men shouldn't either! Approaching roundabouts at 80mph and flying in front of everyone else and then beeping your horn is not macho its just idiotic and dangerous! You can probably tell I have not had a great day!
Stress factor is a little high today but really I have to say this. I am not a bird, nor am I Glow or Glaw! I am Gloria or Glossy to my friends!
There are positives to today. The lorry passed, I have a fab new mechanic called Ali,(even if he does insist on calling me bird or Glaw!) the buisiness is busy and Bee went super today. She is so much fitter and more willing than ever.
It sure feels like winter and I have been sorting out the rugs and clipper blades. Judging by the amount of blackberries already it looks like being another long cold one! Speaking of long and cold, I think its G & T time!
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