Searching for St George

It was William Shakespeare's birthday yesterday so Happy Birthday Will.

I was finally out driving again on Thursday. In the cab for 5 am.
I did a tour of Norfolk,taking in Norwich and the east coast.

Kings Lynn for 7 am and an important delivery of a compactor for JCB to a plant company working on a farm in the village of Wormegay.

It only took a few minutes to unload and I set off for a little village in Norwich called Felthorpe.
It was a builders yard and again straight off. Three hours twenty minutes driven and I was on the way to West Mersea, an Island on the Coast near to Colchester.

Things were going really very well and I had a 45 minute break in a Lay by on the A 47.

I have a new eating regime to try and stop me eating all the junk I have been eating in the past. I bought a Tupperware lunch box and filled it with salad and Tuna. The idea is your meant to graze from the lunch box throughout the day and stop eating junk.
I had finished the box by 11 am and had found an Easter egg I had left in the cab from last week. Whoops.

All throughout the day I have been hearing about St Georges Day and how we don't celebrate it anymore.
Radio stations were trying to stir up controversy as usual and insist something sinister was going on but various historians came on and they all agreed that St Georges day has never really been celebrated in England because of a mix up over the Georges.
The Patron saint of England was actually a Palestinian and made his name by defying the Roman Empire. He was killed and became a martyr . The other George was a bit of a rogue and the establishment were embarrassed by his behaviour and have tried to forget him.
I didn't see much evidence of communities celebrating the day so I guess it's all media hype, made up to take our minds off the Budget.

It was a slow day today but a long one. I had been to the Island of Mersea and my last drop was at the John Lewis in Stevenage. I wasn't on a schedule but I did have to make use of every minute of driving time if I was to get back home tonight. I went across country along the A120 and I must of met every tractor in Sussex

It was a really nice drive, I made good time and arrived with plenty of time to get home.
John Lewis tipped me really fast and I was turned around in under 15 minutes.
I had to take another 45 minute break on the way home so I stopped on the A 14.
While I was sitting in the cab clock watching I couldn't help thinking how close to the countryside I felt. I could here the lambs bleating as if they were right next to me and I could certainly smell them.
I wound down the window and looked at the trailer next to me. DOH !!

I had done a ten hour drive and not seen a Motorway. That's a good day.

I got back to our Yard at 7pm and loaded up for my trip into the smoke for Friday.

Its food again so be prepared for a moan or two later.