Christmas week 1993. I worked for Federal express on the Matchbox toys contract, that week me and my work mate had a load each from Rugby to Rutherglen, we left on the Monday, stopped at Penrith and decided to have a two man Christmas party, by the end of the night our whole table top was covered in Budwieser bottles and I could hardly stand. Tuesday morning we started early, I almost hit some bloke sorting his sheets on the hard shoulder when he stepped out in the slow lane, my mate said ‘If you had hit him you’d spend ten years in nick’ he was right because we were both still drunk as skunks, we delivered our loads and headed back down to stop at Penrith again, although we vowed never to drink like that again, we sadly got well drunk again. The following morning my mate woke me up by banging on the door, it was the day before Christmas eve and there was 6 inches of snow on the ground, we went in for breakfast, ‘I can see us having Christmas dinner in this dam truckstop’ he said but I was determined to get home, we drove down shap in the deep snow and I got in the middle lane and passed everything including the police ■■■■■■ for all the slow moving traffic, we got to Wolverhampton BP truckstop and spent the night there with friends and got drunk again LOL, we drove into our Rugby depot at 10.00am Christmas eve and went home for 2 weeks LOL
Pat Hasler:
Christmas week 1993. I worked for Federal express on the Matchbox toys contract, that week me and my work mate had a load each from Rugby to Rutherglen, we left on the Monday, stopped at Penrith and decided to have a two man Christmas party, by the end of the night our whole table top was covered in Budwieser bottles and I could hardly stand. Tuesday morning we started early, I almost hit some bloke sorting his sheets on the hard shoulder when he stepped out in the slow lane, my mate said ‘If you had hit him you’d spend ten years in nick’ he was right because we were both still drunk as skunks, we delivered our loads and headed back down to stop at Penrith again, although we vowed never to drink like that again, we sadly got well drunk again. The following morning my mate woke me up by banging on the door, it was the day before Christmas eve and there was 6 inches of snow on the ground, we went in for breakfast, ‘I can see us having Christmas dinner in this dam truckstop’ he said but I was determined to get home, we drove down shap in the deep snow and I got in the middle lane and passed everything including the police ■■■■■■ for all the slow moving traffic, we got to Wolverhampton BP truckstop and spent the night there with friends and got drunk again LOL, we drove into our Rugby depot at 10.00am Christmas eve and went home for 2 weeks LOL
In 1986 I was turned away from there cos I wasnt in a truck
I needed a room I was driving a merrc 407 no sleeper in the
end I did Leamington tp Kilmarnock and back one hit
08 00 thru 0200
fallin out at midnight
