i can remember my first job, they had 7 bays, number one being the awkwardest one of the 7. On my first day in their, i watched a guy, (it it later transpired that he had been doing the job for over 25 years), took bout an hour for him to get in in their, lost count of how many shunts he took. From that point on, i made the biggest mistake of fearing that bloody bay, anyway had been there a couple of weeks, was only doing weekends, comes in the gate, pulls up to the shunters office, what bay you want me on… you know whats coming, yep 1…
imagine a rectangle, in the left hand corner at the top is the office, then there’s a brick wall and bay number 1. Infront of the office is a gap enough for three cars, one of which was occupied. and a brick wall coming out at the start of these spaces.
So anyway, gives ya sum idea, i sat and looked at the shunter, knowing that he wasn’t gunna let me get away wid it, he could most probably see the fear in my eyes (giggles) anyway, he gets in the cab, his way of trying to reassure me that i could do it i guess. I drove for the first space, car there, which made it even worse and then turned the cab to the right into the third space… it looked to be going in the right direction, i missed the car that was parked, i missed both walls, and was about an inch away from the wall infront of the transport office, managed to pull forward a couple of times and on the bay i was. From then on, i promised myself that i would always attempt the hard to get in places with an open mind, and hey if i mess it up i mess it up.
Would also like to add, that that particular shunter, if he could, always put me on bay 1. the git!!! love shunters really!.. hehe One time bay one wasn’t free, he actually made me wait until the wagon had pulled off… hehe. He said he wanted me to get the experience of going into awkward spaces…
Oh the memories…