Actually its a van diary this week:-
Tuesday: Vauxhall Vivaro, Bourne End, Buckinghamshire to Tidworth, Wiltshire. Peugeot Bipper, Tidworth to Camberley, Surrey.
Thursday: Vauxhall Vivaro, Bourne End, Buckinghamshire to Tidworth, Wiltshire. Peugeot Expert, Tidworth to Blackbushe Airport, Surrey.
Hope those of you in the UK and Ireland survived Doris Day intact. Doris is such a fearsome name for a storm, don’t you think? (No? Really?)
Driving a tall van on Thursday in the teeth of Storm Doris was… well, it was OK actually. A bit of buffeting, especially heading into the wind on the journey to Tidworth but nothing unmanageable. I don’t think Doris had gathered her skirts to the fullest as she swept over the south of the country. She reserved her worst for the Midlands and the North, particularly Scotland.
That said, there were six of us all delivering vans to an army barracks in Tidworth (that may be a state secret so don’t tell anyone). One of my colleagues did have a nasty experience when a flying branch hit his windscreen and offside A-pillar. Fortunately, he was alright. Luckily, the windscreen did not smash but there was a small dent on the A-pillar, a few scratches and a cracked wing mirror housing. Sod applied his law and this happened to one of the brand new vans being delivered to Tidworth rather than to one of the tatty (and smelly) old crates we had to take back to the auction site at Blackbushe.
Still, far worse things happened on Thursday. A bit of dented metal and cracked plastic is nothing compared to broken bones or worse.
Hope you enjoyed “To Middle Earth and Back in a Bentley Mulsanne…”. Here’s what they said in my household:-
“Have you seen my slippers?”
“When will tea be ready?”
“I’m going to bed to read my book”
Oh well, can’t win them all.
PS. If things go as planned, there will be a shock revelation in my next post!