"A Dead End"

The Lord of the rings was shooting past me the other day and I was just fast enough to take a quick picture of Frodo and Co.

I was back on the 18 Tonner on Friday with the Air con for gears.
That meant lots of drops around Loughborough (15) and then a few collections.

Amongst the shopping arcades and the canalside delivery one in particular was very memorable.


I had an AM delivery to the Crematorium. It was a pallet of boulders for a garden of remembrance.




I turned in to the road and followed a tiny, winding path, lined with low hanging trees and tearful mourners.

I made my way to the end of the path and looked for the delivery area.

I was in the car park with black limos and a hearse, mourners were spilling out of there own cars and filing past the lorry in droves.

I could feel a sweat coming on and I tried to concentrate, I was close to all the parked cars and I had nowhere to go except backwards.

That meant scattering the mourners and holding up the hearses progress to the service.

I was directed by a friendly gravedigger to go back along the same windy,tree lined but no longer mourner lined path, and turn into the road that said "No Entry" as that was the delivery area.
Good idea!

I switched the aircon into reverse and interrupted the funeral party with the shrill sound of an 18 tonner backing over their grief and taking a few trees and beautifully manicured lawns with it.

I pretended not to see the shaking heads and hear the murmur's of disapproval, to be honest I couldn't hear anything over the CD player anyway, but I still felt awful.

I arrived into the delivery area and went into the building.

Yuk !! It was so creepy.

I felt really anxious as I knocked and gently opened the doors looking for someone to take delivery or someone able to sign the POD at least.

With every door I opened I felt a small wave of relief as I found an empty room.

I eventually found the Groundsman and we took off the pallet and I was away, at last.

I had a busy day ahead and didn't give the crematorium a secand thought until later when I was ringing in the names on my POD's , the name on the Crematorium one? MR C. Cripps !!