12th October 2023
It had rained overnight, so all my bags were soaking wet, so not only did I have the weight of the stuff in the bags I have water as well.
Fortunately there are so many holes in the bags most of it drained out.
As I carried them to the truck I was aware I was getting a bit damp in my gentleman’s area.
After loading six bags I looked like a bad case of incontinuance.
Getting through Bradford on Avon is bad at normal times, I was out early, but it made no difference. A lot of delays are caused by drivers who do not know how wide their vehicle is. They stop at the narrow sections giving way to oncoming traffic, all the time causing a build up of vehicles behind them. There is easily room for two cars to pass each other, maybe not two trucks, even I have to stop for them.
As I drove into Trowbridge I had to stop because a giant skip was being collected and I was fascinated by how it was loaded onto the lorry. So simple, but effective. I was in a jolly mood, and smiled as the loaders gave me the thumbs-up.
The tip was fairly quiet, so I was able to reverse into a bay close to the container for garden waste.
By now my wet patch was less obvious, I quickly dumped all six bags and left, ready to tackle the congestion once again.
The next section of giant buddleias was a bit tricky, I had to use my ladder to climb on to the raised area where I started clipping gradually filling the path with branches. I was hoping to make another tip run before the schools shed their hordes. I gave up using cutters to chop up the sticks into small pieces, instead I snapped them with my bare hands, I’m no whomp.
This meant I was able to beat the rush and get back at a decent time.
I wanted to set up my powerMac downstairs to copy some files, buy there were cables everywhere, as I had six external hard drives to sort out. Eventually things worked out and I did what I wanted
Another Lifetime to go 