Chris Evans/Stobarts song

This is not another Stobarts thread, but…

Did anyone hear that ruddy awful Stobarts song on Evans this morning?

I can’t believe that Evans decided to play it. Yes it’s in aid of Help For Heroes and all that, but is there no level the mean green machine will sink to for publicity?

And then Evans and the crew banging on about trucks, a subject to which they knew nothing about after listening to the responses.

Now I like Evans, but it was a step too far.

Rant over.

Ken.

Calm down,its only a bit of fun. :laughing:

i heard it, theres even a video of it on youtube.just seen it on there not bad really.

12 Days Of Christmas song in aid of Help for Heroes By Eddie Stobart Truckers
Its for a good cause !!!

Alex Lester all the way :wink: trucker friendly DJ rest are ■■■■■ part from Pete Tong :smiley:
Friday night shout outs in Corley Services dancing in my truck :slight_smile: :laughing:

When I heard Evans announce he was gonna play the song, I nearly pulled over to tweet him there and then asking him not to.
I know its for a good cause etc #banthestobartxmassongonR2

Lighten up guys, all for a good cause…

Now you chaps…dont miss it Christmas eve…9.o clock…i cant wait…got to be better than Die hard for the 40th time this month… :laughing: …Merry Christmas all. :slight_smile:

Alex Lester or Real XS in the Manchester area (or use the tune in app !) . The breakfast show between 6 and 10 is Mike Sweeney and a guy called Dewsbury. Its a bit of class, Dewsbury is a legend ! Just too many m60 traffic updates that everybody already knows as they sit in the same jams every day !

At the end of the day nothing can be worse than listening to Evans, whatever he plays he’s a boring ■■■■■■■■ only bettered by Jeremy Vine who wins hands down.

I like listening to Chris Evans in a morning, but when he announced he was going to play the xmas song, i did start to cringe, the only problem being now…I’ve been singing it all bloody day ! :slight_smile:

Grundril:
I like listening to Chris Evans in a morning, but when he announced he was going to play the xmas song, i did start to cringe, the only problem being now…I’ve been singing it all bloody day ! :slight_smile:

There you go then…it works :laughing: :laughing: :laughing: :laughing: :laughing:

how about this for xmas No 1 youtube.com/watch?v=wskT6YfVB6E

:laughing: Yep, I heard it on the radio this morning :laughing: :laughing:
:bulb: Well, why don’t we start our own trucknet version of the twelve days of Christmas (I was going to do one last week , just didn’t have time in the end :frowning: )
Anyone game to start it!! :question: :smiley:

bonnie lass:
:lol: Yep, I heard it on the radio this morning :laughing: :laughing:
:bulb: Well, why don’t we start our own trucknet version of the twelve days of Christmas (I was going to do one last week , just didn’t have time in the end :frowning: )
Anyone game to start it!! :question: :smiley:

On the first day of Christmas…

Ok, I’ll go first …

On the first day of Christmas my boss did give to me,
A hi - vis & a truck key,

Next line anybody!

On the 2nd day of xmas my boss did give to me-
14 drops & a late one at an RDC.

" On the third Day of Christmas , my boss did give to me :
" Three bags of choccies, and bonnie lass for my company " ! :smiley:

December 14, 1972

My dearest darling John:

Who ever in the whole world would dream of getting a real Partridge in a
Pear Tree? How can I ever express my pleasure. Thank you a hundred times
for thinking of me this way.

My love always,
Agnes

December 15, 1972

Dearest John:

Today the postman brought your very sweet gift. Just imagine two turtle
doves. I’m just delighted at your very thoughtful gift. They are just
adorable.

All my love,
Agnes

December 16, 1972

Dear John:

Oh! Aren’t you the extravagant one. Now I must protest. I don’t deserve such
generosity, three French hens. They are just darling but I must insist,
you’ve been too kind.

All my love,
Agnes

December 17, 1972

Dear John:

Today the postman delivered four calling birds. Now really, they are
beautiful, but don’t you think enough is enough.

You are being too romantic.

Affectionately,
Agnes

December 18, 1972

Dearest John:

What a surprise. Today the postman delivered five golden rings, one for
every finger. You’re just impossible, but I love it. Frankly, all those
birds squawking were beginning to get on my nerves.

All my love,
Agnes

December 19, 1972

Dear John:

When I opened the door today there were actually six geese laying on my
front steps. So you’re back to the birds again huh? These geese are huge.
Where will I ever keep them? The neighbors are complaining and I can’t sleep
through the racket.

Please stop.

Cordially,
Agnes

December 20, 1972

John:

What’s with you and those freaking birds?? Seven swans a swimming. What kind
of joke is this? There’s bird poop all over the house and they never stop
the racket. I can’t sleep at night and I’m a nervous wreck. It’s not funny.

So stop those freaking birds.

Sincerely,
Agnes

December 21, 1972

O.K. Buster:

I think I prefer the birds. What the heck am I going to do with 8 maids a
milking? It’s not enough with all those birds and 8 maids a milking, but
they had to bring their darn cows. There is manure all over the lawn and I
can’t move in my own house.

You must think you’re really cute…please cut it out.

Agnes

December 22, 1972

Hey Bonehead:

What are you…some kind of sadist? Now there’s nine pipers playing. And
let me tell you, do they play. They’ve never stopped chasing those maids
since they got here yesterday morning. The cows are getting upset and
they’re stepping all over those screeching birds. What am I going to do?
The neighbors have started a petition to evict me.

You’ll get yours !

Agnes

December 23, 1972

You rotten jerk:

Now there’s ten ladies dancing. I don’t know why I call those sluts ladies.
They’ve been playing around with those pipers all night long. Now the cows
can’t sleep and they’ve got diarrhea. My living room is a river of crap.
The Commissioner of Buildings has subpoenaed me to give cause why the
building shouldn’t be condemned.

I’m calling the police on you !

Agnes

December 24, 1972

Listen you “#$%*_”

What’s with those eleven lords a leaping on those maid and ladies? You’ve
turned my home into a brothel. Those pipers got incredibly drunk on the egg
nog, ran through the maids. All twenty-three of the birds are dead.
They’ve been trampled to death in all the ruckus.

I hope you’re satisfied, you rotten vicious swine.

You’re sworn enemy,
Agnes

December 25, 1972

Dear Sir:

This is to acknowledge your latest gift of twelve fiddlers fiddling which
you have seen fit to inflict on our client, Miss Agnes McHolstein. The
destruction, of course, was total. All correspondence should come to our
attention. If you should attempt to reach Miss McHolstein at Happy Dale
Sanitarium, the attendants have been instructed to shoot you on sight.

With this letter please find attached a warrant for your arrest.

Happy Holidays,
Law Offices

Made me cringe when I heard It for the first time, but as some of you have said “It’s for a good cause”, so I’ll put up with It…