Just moving a couple of posts over here if I didnt the later ones wouldnt make sense.
Today I was taking Reeco down to Sarah Challinor's for breaking. I'm also still ill so I had to quite litteraly drag myself out of bed,dose myself up with all manner of medications and hope and pray that I coulddrive 7.5 tons of lorry all the way there and back without hackking up my lungs
All was going well, Reeco travelling beautifully (as usual for him), me and a friend (who agreed to come with me) having a good laugh.
Then my trusty lorry who has never let me down in the 3 years i've had her, let me down! I came to a junction, put my foot on the clutch and NOTHING happend, my foot went straight to the floor. Anyway we were close enough that I decided to continue on, I managed to get her into a gear (4th) and nursed her all the way to sarahs.
Luckily Reeco didnt seem distressed at all by me desperatly trying to get the **** thing into a gear (perticularly at junctions as lorry wont pull off in 4th but wont go faster then 20 in 3rd).
Sarah challinor and her Crew where brilliant, they got reeco inside and settled, made me and my friend a cup of tea and some cheese sandwiches and we had a good chat, watched sarah schooling some ponies, said hello to every horse on the yard (including Buck who wanted kisses).
Recovery man finaly arrived nearly 2 hours after he was called, and decided that it couldnt be fixed roadside (how he knew this I don't know as he didnt even other having a look underneath) and decided to tow it all the way back to my mechaninc in north wales.
It was 8.30pm before I got home and had dinner! I left the yard at 11am!!
Have a killer headache and Tommorow I have got to do a hundred and one chores that I should have done this afternoon