I was at work yesterday in Andover, and our milk delivery arrived. The man left the van and went into the warehouse, and I noticed the van was rolling backwards. As no one else seemed to be doing anything, I jumped from my seat, ran down the stairs, across the yard and dived into the vehicle through the passenger door. I pulled the handbrake and found nothing was happening, so I pushed the footbrake with my hand, turned off the engine and stuck it in gear, all the while my legs dangling from the door. I even lost a shoe.
What could have happened...Later I took a ride with the intersite transport, back to my usual office in Brixton. I've never been in a moving 'Artic' before - my Dad used to drive them, but I only ever saw them when he'd finished driving them. And then I bumped into someone I hadn't seen in almost a year, in the company toilets. Apart fromt he fact that the whole morning was wasted due to a courier error, I had a pretty entertaining day.
1 comment:
sounds pretty bloody heroic to me.
nicely done, superwalrus
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