Day 2414 A cunning plan

23rd March 2024

I had every intension of getting to the tip early, but as I arrived there was an ominous line of cars at the gate.

“Did it open at 10.00?” it was 09.35, “I’m not bloody waiting” I muttered under my breath.

An alternative plan was brewing in my head, I had to go somewhere else to get some paint, and there was a tip there, so I could kill two birds with one stone. However that meant driving to Wiltshire’s anus, Melksham.

“How bad could it be?” It’s been ages since I went there last, how has it changed?

The tip was close to the Herman Miller factory, a dull architectural blot, its only redeeming features were it was near the tip.

Firstly I nearly missed it, I should have noticed the queue outside. So I started the wait.

I hate waiting, one by one a car would leave, so the queue would shorten, finally it was my turn, I reversed into the available slot only to find the garden waste was at the far end, and as I had loose pieces of tree it took many trips, but once finished the feeling of accomplishment came over me, now to get the paint.

That was another waiting experience, roadworks slowed everything down to a snail’s pace.

As I continued to age, I arrived at my destination, quickly finding the colour paint I wanted I was out of there as quickly as I could.

I still had more crap to dump back at the cottage, but it then started to rain.

Thanks to my weather app I only had to wait twenty minutes for it to stop then I loaded up the truck heading for Trowbridge.

I was disappointed, there were no queues to moan about, so the whole thing took no time at all.

There was a bit of painting to tidy up some of the walls, and a great opportunity to play my old git music, bliss.

I decided to eat at the The Dandy Lion as a treat, this would be only the second glass of beer this whole trip, mmm, I must be slipping.