What if the nice VOSA man misses your faulty frilly, but spots your odd set of dust caps…? 
I can see you being ratchet strapped to your fifth wheel, and whipped to death with a red sussy…
Que Dipper Dave… 
PaulNowak:
I always thought you had load bearing curtains.
We’re supposed to have load bearing seats according to another thread 
Evil8Beezle:
Robroy - try losing some weight fat arse!
Don’t speak to you dad like that !
Or you will get sent to an agency to work.
3 wheeler:
Evil8Beezle:
Robroy - try losing some weight fat arse!Don’t speak to you dad like that !
Or you will get sent to an agency to work.
What’s exactly why I’m calling him a fat ! 
It’s not an issue though anyway, he’s too busy annoying others on a Sat-Nav thread to notice me mate… 
MAN UP!
You didn’t see Michael Caine worrying about frilly curtains in Zulu did you, or now I come to think of it, The Battle of Britain.
Florence Nightingale never said ‘if only we had more frilly curtains, I could save so many more lives’
There isn’t one recorded photo of Winston Churchill in a haberdashery store.
shakes head in dismay
Well I managed to get it back home with my curtains flapping around my ears…(dipperdave leave it ) , what a hero eh ? 
I feel a bit like Captain Scott, soldiering on under duress.
I felt really vulnerable actually being seen by overtakers my ‘Mysterious Trucker’ image in tatters, only good thing was my visible chisled handsome features were a treat for the ladies.
Having a couple of days off so I put a defect sheet in and a VOR sticker on the grille, so business as usual next week, and back to normal where you will not see me for tassels. 
Feeling a bit hurt about the comments on the dimensions of my bottom btw. Just deciding whether to mince off with my bottom lip stuck out.
The theme from 633 Squadron was playing in my head while I read that post.
One of our brave boys, trailing a golden thread from a window, limping back to base. The fitters looking away as he indicates and then attempts the turn into the yard. Huge smiles, hugs and handshakes in the transport office as he manages to wrestle his wounded machine to a halt and kills the engine. Much shaking and scratching of heads from those gathered around surveying the wreckage that was once a Trucker’s Curtain.
Our hero walks across the tarmac, tired and dishevelled. In one hand he is carrying his flashing Bluetooth earpiece and Tom Tom Go Pro, trailing it’s lead. In the other a bag filled with a week’s worth of dirty drawers. He modestly heads towards the office to hand in his tickets for that week’s missions.
I salute you sir. It’s heroes like you that made this nation what it is. Long may they tell your story at Truckfests throughout the land.
Kerragy:
The theme from 633 Squadron was playing in my head while I read that post.One of our brave boys trailing a golden thread from a window limping back to base. The fitters looking away as he indicates and then attempts the turn into the yard. Huge smiles, hugs and handshakes in the transport office as he manages to wrestle his wounded machine to a halt and kills the engine. Much shaking and scratching of heads from those gathered around surveying the wreckage that was once a Trucker’s Curtain.
Our hero walks across the tarmac, tired and dishevelled. Carrying his flashing Bluetooth earpiece and Tom Tom Go Pro, trailing it’s lead in one hand, and a bag full of a week’s worth of dirty drawers in the other. He heads towards the office to hand his tickets for that week’s missions.
I salute you sir. It’s heroes like you that made this nation what it is. Long may they tell your story at Truckfests throughout the land.
Pure class!