Blast from the past

First Drop this morning was Screwfix in Staford and it was already warming up on the M6 at 10 am.


I am in this Scania, but sadly there is no air con in this one.



The Scrwefix drop is always an easy one and the 'goods-in' people, always genuinely try to tip you as fast as they can.

Two cups of their finest vending machine cappuccino's later though, and I'm seriously wondering if my faith has been misjudged.

I was out of Screwfix after a few hours and back on my way past this.

I had a collection in Hinckley that went straight back to ours and then I was sent on a real trip down memory lane.

I had a collection on the street were I grew up.



I was 9 years old when I lived here and I left when I was 14.

It brought back some really nice memory's.

I took the chance to wander around the area while they took their time getting my pallets ready.

I even saw a few people I knew when I lived there, much to the horror of the forklift driver.
(they were sitting on the corner drinking stella)



It was a railways bank and we called it the "Rally's".



We would run up and down the steep hills and lounge around in the bushes and on the roofs of this old playschool that the council couldn't work out what to do with.

They were flat at the back and perfect for hiding on and smoking.


It looks like they still haven't decided what to do with it.

7.30 in the evening and I arrive at home.

Hot, sweaty and shattered.