Surrounded by the chavs

I was sent back to wales for 7 delivery's and 3 collections spread over the day and all precision timed to within a few minutes of a 10 hour driving day.


This was one of my collection's, the customer was having a bonfire while the kids were learning how to tip scrap off an old transit tipper truck, while it was tipped up.


Another collection was next door to this night club on an Industrial estate.

I was to park for a 9 hour rest and then back up to our yard to meet a trailer that leaves every morning at 7 to Liverpool docks.

I forgot my camera so I didn't get many pictures of my two day adventure around Wales and the west country but I did get these pictures on my phone.

I took in Frome, Glastonbury, Westerby and finished in Cirencester.

I found a truck stop that was owned by the council and right next to a Tesco and a Mc Donald's.

When I took the printout from the digital Tacho I was impressed to find I'd done exactly ten hours driving.

It was early evening and I settled down for an early night because I was going to have to start at 4 ish to get back up in time for the trailer.

It wasn't long until I regretted my choice of parking.

I could hear a thumping noise, getting louder and louder and then more and more thumping noises followed. What on earth was that I thought?

I looked out of the curtain and my heart sank.

There was a line of blinged up vauxhall nova's and Citroen's roaring through the gate, wheels spinning , lights glaring and sound systems blaring.

It wasn't long before the car park was full of noisy chavs all revving their engines and blasting out their stereos.

One chav had a mic on his system and a sound effect machine and kept me awake for hours with his stupid shouting.

I eventually fell asleep at around 11 0-clock when I guess they must of all had to get home for their tea.

I made it up to our yard for about 6 am and thinking I was due a little rest I went into the office with my paperwork from the last few days, Ha silly me , I was loaded again for that Tesco were I had wanted to kill someone.

I was to load next door to the Tesco at a customer of ours in Crick and take it straight to Wembley after wards.

The Tesco was completely different the girl behind the counter smelt great and looked a hell of a lot better than the hag, she was even polite, and helpful and dare I say it even nice. Tesco could be on to something here , employing , kind, helpful and polite staff could catch on.

I was out in little under 15 minutes and on my way to Wembley a little later.

I found the drop in Wembley easy just of the Harrow rd in a tower block called Wembley Point.

I was told where I needed was on the 21 st floor so I asked at reception if they could call up to them, she didn't want to but I explained I had 15 pallets of photo copiers in the car park and I wasn't able to carry them up 21 floors alone.

Unbelievably, the person on the other end of the phone decided to reject the delivery and said to come back on Monday........

I hope they have to pay for that because to me that seems like a real liberty.

I'm back to Wales on Monday and Ill be taking my camera .

Ill leave you with this joke from MOTO motorway services.