What did you do, where did you go today?
I started at 3am in Doncaster. Went to Grimsby (ish) then on to Accrington. Clitheroe, Blackpool (no time for the beach) and Warrington. Empty now so across to North Wales near Flint for a re-load.
Bit of rain on the East side but once across the Pennines Mr Sun put his hat on and came out to play. Do like the sun. Makes me a bit horny though. (remember I sleep alone in the cab midweek). Things are going pretty well, then ‘you lot’ start coming out. Last minute chancers always make me laugh. When they get away with it. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not singling out car drivers. I’ve been cut up and pushed onto the rumble strip by more than one truck. But it’s true to say, car drivers give me the most entertainment. Especially the ladies. BUT - today I’ve done 520kms mostly in the sun.
And I’ve only seen one pair of very nice thighs, but oh what a treat they were and unusually; accompanied by a great cleavage. (Claire, you weren’t on the M62 today were you? Looked very much like your avatar) Mmmmm. In the same car too! ! And in a traffic jam ! !
Now ladies, don’t get me wrong. I’m not a dirty lecherous old git. Honest. I don’t even own a raincoat. I just appreciate natural beauty. When I look down into a car and see a short skirt or one that’s riding up a little, it’s with an admiring glance, not a leer. Even when the glance lingers. And I know that not all the ladies are offended because of the wry little smiles, open laughing and little waves that often occur and it is fairly obvious to a truck when a car adjusts it’s pace or doesn’t close up the one in front in a jam; just enough to stay in view. They’re usually the ones that wave through the back window as the jam clears.
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So, Ladies. Here’s a request. Please wear more skirts/dresses. When you overtake a truck don’t be in such a rush. A slight backing off really will make no difference to your overall journey time. It might be me you’re passing. If it is me; I promise, it’s an admiring glance. Much like you pausing outside a shop window when you see something pleasing to the eye. And; you could be happy in the knowledge; you might have just brightened an otherwise shitty day for a lonely(?) horned up truck driver – ME !!
Btw. You can tell the difference between a leer and admiring glance by the noise we make. An admiring glance is sometimes (from me) accompanied by a toot toot toooot and possibly flash flash flaaaash as you pass. As apposed to an ill-mannered arse leaning on his macho 36†air horns.
520km.
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Got there, (nr Flint) about 6ish, took my eye off the clock, then realised I had no time to get back to Chester Services for Sh*tshave’nshampoo. Not to worry there’s one here. WRONG. Some arse has nicked the shower head and pipe again.
This is a very long post so I’ll finish now as I’ve rambled on long enough. But remember Ladies. Don't be shy - Show us some thigh lol
B*ll*cks !!!! Baccy tins empty. Can it get any better.
Still can't get to the smileyemoticony things via mobile.