The thing is though Clown, I remember being with my Dad as a kid in his truck, and meeting all the amazing characters who drove trucks. They never treated us kids as a nuisance, we were allowed to help handball, shown knots, expected to adjust mirrors on the motorway, help to fold sheets etc.
They all sat round smoking and talking ■■■■■■■■. To a 7 year old kid they were like superhero’s to me. The amount of sweets, drinks, toy’s etc that drivers bought each others Sons was ace!!!
Making fires in the yards was ok!!! Security wouldn’t even bother you as you were wandering round (always taught to keep looking at the Forkie’s eyes at ALL times though)!!
So ■■■■■■■■ to be being normal.
eagerbeaver:
The thing is though Clown, I remember being with my Dad as a kid in his truck, and meeting all the amazing characters who drove trucks. They never treated us kids as a nuisance, we were allowed to help handball, shown knots, expected to adjust mirrors on the motorway, help to fold sheets etc.
They all sat round smoking and talking ■■■■■■■■. To a 7 year old kid they were like superhero’s to me. The amount of sweets, drinks, toy’s etc that drivers bought each others Sons and daughterswas ace!!!
Making fires in the yards was ok!!! Security wouldn’t even bother you as you were wandering round (always taught to keep looking at the Forkie’s eyes at ALL times though)!!
So ■■■■■■■■ to be being normal.
FTFY . Sounds like my childhood. From age three I was out with my Dad every holiday. My poor Mum who had visions of teaching me knitting, was a very disappointed woman…
Lol. Apologies Albion. I never saw any girls.
I am not sure if that was a blessing for them or for me…
I’m sure you’re making up for it now 