If some of you read yesterdays post you will know I was at home most of the day after an early run into the yard.
I took the chance to visit the Doctor because it's pretty difficult to get the time usually.

The Doctor I saw was a Locum  and I had never been seen by him before. He was very interested to hear I was a Lorry driver. He asked me if I had taken my medical at the surgery.
I was wondering if my dodgy internet medical had something to with the state of my health. The Doctor, sensing my alarm, explained he was looking into offering them privately.
I was relieved and told him I didn't have a medical at the practice because they wanted £90 and that was two years ago.
I told him about the Sticky on Trucknetuk in the new & wannabee drivers forum giving out a website for cheap medicals and how I went to an old rugby club, met an even older Doctor and paid £30.
I told him there were 20 of us there and the Doctors eyes lit up and asked me whether anyone would pay £40 and I said probably yeah.
He was going to look into it.

I left with my prescription in my hand and the Doctor thanking me for his consultation.
I'll have to look out for him in the newbie's section on the forum.

As regard today's lorry day, here it is.

Friday.
3.15 am woke up and I was in the lorry for 4.
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I had a nice drive ahead of me up to Hull.

I decided to ditch the radio because I was sick of hearing about endangered chimps,over fished cod and wannabe shock jocks trying to make a name for themselves by patronising early morning or late night callers, either too dumb or too drunk to notice.

I decided to move the D.A.B dial out of the talk stations and found GOLD, it was brilliant. There wern't many adds and I was swamped with hit after feel good hit over and over again,it made the journey fly and I was running underneath the Humber bridge before I knew it.


My blog is written as things happen so this morning I was out of the information loop and wrote about my day off, but by the time I was finished in Hull it was 8 am and  I was on my way to Barnsley.Gold was playing more ads and it was getting on my nerves so I switched  again (Kid Jenson turned up later so I escaped lightly I think).

I heard a news report about the CIA and how President Obama had released all the details of the torture techniques they have been using, they involved putting people in enclosed spaces with scary insects and letting them be bitten, pretending to drown them, sleep deprivation and generally throwing them around, bullying and intimidating them.
I thought it was the details of the new 'Celebrity get me out of here' show.

I had one flooring drop and four food deliverys to make today and the thing I hate about food drops is the amount of paperwork they have.
I have a pallet of mustard and four pages of paperwork.They all need signing and copying and counting and stapling.

I had a drop in Barnsley that was at a Netto store.
Netto have this policy where you drive the lorry,you unload the lorry and  then you load  the lorry.
All the Netto staff do is smile and open doors for you.
I had to drop the tailift onto this bay and  unload my pallet,then collect a return pallet full of pickled onions.The paperwork was sent separately on another pallet for that one! (joke)




I was expecting a nice simple run back from the Netto store, and after dropping a pallet into Chesterfield on the way down the M1 I was expecting to be finished.
The Cab computer went off at about three o-clock and now I'm sitting at the mustard factory waiting for 13 pallets to go back to ours.

Its nearly half past four and  still no sign of a forklift .


When I got into Leicester I was following this truck down the A46.
Nothing says pull me quite like this sticker I thought
I have finally loaded and I'm just pulling out of the factory. The office rang and said I'm not needed on Monday until something comes in so 'll speak to you all soon.