Dipper_Dave:
Blimey haven’t heard of this for years, circa 1990’s.I remember one time when I too was a little wet behind the ears that I was approached whilst at Magor services by 3 gentlemen who didn’t have a good tooth between them enquiring if they could perchance purchase £5 worth of diesel to help them with their journey.
The exact phrasing I’ve duly translated was along the lines of: “Top O the morning drive, spare us a fiver’s worth of diesel would ya it’ll be grand so it will”.Being slightly outnumbered and feeble I duly accepted the £5 note and undid my fuel cap, some chit chat ensued but I was mainly thinking please don’t kill me I haven’t tried ■■■■ yet.
Anyway 2 of the lads buggered off which I presumed was to tap other drivers up or take part in a ■■■■ fight of some sort. Thus leaving me in the capable hands of ‘Shamus’ who had a face even a mother would struggle to love and to be kind would struggle to empty water out of a Wellington boot even if the instructions where written on the sole.
So here we are myself and an extra from the ‘hills have eyes’ faced with the epic task of syphoning fuel from my truck into a 45gallon drum. Obviously at this point it dawned on me these lads where going to get excellent value for money, especially when a circular hand pump was produced.
Within seconds Shamus was spinning the pump with all his might. It took four attempts of ‘OK Shamus that’s enough’ before the sucking stopped and we said our fairwells and parted company.To this day I am still confused as to how I left the services with more fuel than I came in with but do wonder if Shamus got the beating of his life for perhaps having the pump the wrong way round.
True-ish story…It’s these sort of shenanigans that give the travelling community a bad name.
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