^^^^ coming from a man who probably considers putting recyclable tins in the black bin instead to be living outside the law I’ll ignore your thoughts thank you.
Roymondo:
the maoster:
You pay your three quid and they give you a little yellow badge so you can take your food. Nobody ever checks so you could just save your money, look confident and help yourself. AllegedlyThen we complain when such facilities are withdrawn, or declared “for our employees only”…
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I spent three quid in Daventry once.
Got myself a 3 bed house and a lawn mower.
House and a lawnmower? Was that all? You wuz robbed, mate [emoji1]
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ETS:
Worcester and any place around Worcester. Tight streets, tight turns, tiny “trading estates”, well disguised goods-in entrances, local companies are so broke they can’t afford to put up a sign with their name on the building, industrial/trading estates usually mixed into residential zones so lots of parked cars near entrances etc.
+1
A regular tip in the early 90s was Lea Perrin’s in Worcester it was a ■■■■ hole and tight .
I agree with you completely about Worcester.
Another area for me is Buxton Derbyshire, bleak windy and barren always glad to get back to civilization after tipping anywhere in that county.
It’s the landscape not the people .
Warrington and Runcorn are my new places to get lost!
Gotta say, big thumbs up to Iceland though. Really nice gatehouse bloke, and a proper canteen 
Kingspan (Holywell): On Thursday, got asked by my gaffer to take an empty Euroliner there, and then collect one loaded with cladding for Hull King George Dock. It should have been a simple drop ‘n’ swap, but first you have to drop your empty one in a yard opposite the factory NOT really designed for artics at all, especially 45’ Euroliners! Then, you have to pull your curtains all the way back and secure them with a strap. When you hook up your loaded one, you have to put the first two straps on, which is a PITA on the ground when the load is 3/4 the height of the trailer! So, I climbed on to the bed of the trailer next to the one I was collecting (naughty naughty 
) to make it easier for me to roll the straps over the load. Then you have to take the trailer over the road to the main factory compound and roll up between two gantries, so I could apply the rest of the straps.
All this faffing about meant a three-hour turnaround and making me late dropping the trailer off at Hull, and then bobtailing across the Humber to Killingholme to collect another Euroliner for a 21.00 delivery to Trafford Park (it was 23.00 by the time I arrived there, so got told to rebook for the following day). That delivery itself also qualifies for the subject of this thread!