5°C in Croydonshire. T shirt weather. As an aside, our Milkfloats struggle in this. The heating is shite or non-existant for passengers and we get back to base with 16%.
There is nothing in reserve for diversions and shit…
5°C in Croydonshire. T shirt weather. As an aside, our Milkfloats struggle in this. The heating is shite or non-existant for passengers and we get back to base with 16%.
There is nothing in reserve for diversions and shit…
Fab picture that is Mick
I find boilers prefer warmer weather
Typically it’s showing a fault sign again,and I emailed valiant telling them not to send an engineer tomorrow. Hopefully there customer service is rubbish,and they miss the email
Yep, we’re so lucky to live here.
When I returned home from hospital on Thursday pm it was a joy to find a cold home with “locked out” boiler … A problem I quickly recognised… Icicles hanging from the outside wall breather pipe and a relatively easy fix, but I could have done without hanging off a ladder with heat gun in hand with a freezing gale, in the dark, on a post sedation come-down!
Wind up here has got pretty mad tonight. Forecast showing 63-64mph winds.
We have been watching flight radar as endless flights abort their landings in Edinburgh and head off somewhere else! Trains also fucked!
I can feel half my staff will be missing tomorrow!
Will you have to dress and feed yourself?
No, but it’ll be a lonely wank
Have you always been a gang wanker?
Here too. One of our bins had blown over.
Thoughts & prayers
Some of the carnage I encountered while walking Buddy this morning. Thankfully we made it home in one piece.
I lived in North Devon for 6 months or so in 87.
As it was rural I thought some sort of moped would be handy.
I went back to London and bought a cheap Honda c90.
Riding it the 250 miles in normal weather would have been a challenge and a long day.
Driving it in the gales of 87 made it a touch harder.
I left from Northolt at around 5am to miss the London traffic,the milk bottles getting blown around the roads should have seen me stop and try another day.
Took over 3 hours to get to Basingstoke which should have taking 45mins or so.
At Basingstoke,the head wind was so strong that it actually stopped the bike.
At this point I thought the only way of having any chance was for me and the bike getting on the train to Exeter,and riding the last 50 miles.
Exeter to ilfracombe was even worse.Nearly all the b roads had large branches scattered everywhere,and as a gap to a farm road would appear,the gust would blow you towards the wall on the opposite side of the road.
Think I eventually arrived around 7pm
Moral of the story,don’t ride a c90 to Devon in gales
Luckily they missed the email and have fixed the fault
Just entered that into my book of things not to do before I die.
Thanks
I guess there isn’t a moped dealer in Shetland.
Yesterday I helped a couple of chaps move a fallen tree from the road.
It was heavy work and I may have used the word ‘cunt’ a couple of times…
Teamwork meant we all got to where we needed to go.