Saturday, 7 November 2009

a long week

A long week was spent in Wales. I 've been there 4 times in the last week.

All four times I have been to Magor just off the M4, all at the Wilkinson's depot and all at the ridiculous time of 6 am.

Two of the delivery's were for 1 plt at a time.

After the Wilkinson's I went on to the Air craft component factory for a 7.30 delivery, they didn't open until 8.30 and they didn't come out of the tea room until 9 am.



I saw an amazing factory in the hills,completely abandoned and in ruins.

I was up in the hills for a large part of the day and the only things around were the sheep, even if they were trying to hide.




I soon flushed them out.It really was amazing up there and to be getting paid to see it was a bonus.



Some of the roads were better than others .

This is what was eventually delivered , the picture was taken before it left for Wales though.

This was Cardiff in the morning when things were looking pretty bad, luckily the weather got a lot better.One road I went down took me twenty minutes to get out of. Backwards!


I should of followed this trucks idea and stayed put.

One of my delivery's was next door to a very busy printers, they just had a big order for 25 Billion...


This is where all the angry welsh farmers hang out.

I didn't spend all week in Wales, I escaped once to the sea side for another of our regular Trunks to hunstanton and found most of it still open.


I parked up here and watched this guy unload a few cars while I had my 45 minute break and ate some fried chicken from Tesco.

I overtook this on the way.

Some of the weird factory's on the estate included a cold storage place and this gruesome looking business.
Another Welsh trip took me Asda in Cardif, but you wouldn't recognise it.
My last day including a Saturday trip from Newcastle to home was in the company of a couple of lovely looking ladies...


and an Angel.I slept in the lorry at a place called the Stockyard, a truck stop on the M18 that is a pub with a massive parking area for trucks.

Its a very busy bar that serves a full carvery every night as well.

I was back on the road for 4 am though because I had to get back and pick up another loaded truck to take some stuff to a bank in a village near us.

It was an AM delivery and I was doing great until....
Yeah , ripped the whole front off the truck on a bollard after pulling out of the bay I was parked in.

I have no defense and rang the boss straight away, luckily his phone was engaged.

I delivered the load and then rang again and he seemed to take it pretty well.

I'm glad it wasn't my lorry but I am sorry for the driver its not nice to leave your truck on the Friday and find it wrecked on the Monday morning.

It was an accident but I should of been more careful and adjusted my seat and mirrors when I got in the truck instead of just bombing off and not checking my blind spots.

I was cheered up to see this crash on the way back home though.

I was feeling sorry for myself on the way back to the yard to show the boss's( yeah they were all there) when I went past this.
It was in the ditch with a policeman and looked pretty smashed up. I think its a TVR.

It put my front bumper into perspective anyway.

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