The fog...beware

There are reports coming in of a strange thick fog drifting round old England…moving against the wind, coming without warning…

Some say with in it are the ghosts of lorry drivers of olden days returning to earth…back to Rome the roads to spread words of warning too all who need know…

pay, kit and working Conditions of transport in the after life is way worse than back here :open_mouth: and thay have come to have it out with anyone who thinks otherwise :imp: , even the most moody an miserable back door men will not escape these wingings. Nor will the loud mouthy burger van by stander :unamused: , nor the know it all tipper driver :wink:

Beware, beware ! The fog when the moon is fat… :frowning:

Very good Dickens :smiley: .

I can hear Dezy Pete’s chains rattling from here.

jrt:
Some say with in it are the ghosts of lorry drivers of olden days returning to earth…back to Rome the roads to spread words of warning too all who need know…
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made me think of one of the greatest songs of all time
youtube.com/watch?v=Mynzbmrtp9I

I’m particularly excited at the prospect of meeting the Ghost of driving’s past. With his cheery demeanor, big ginger beard and endless history lessons etc. I hope it doesn’t turn out to be carryfast in a wig.

Not so excited at the prospect of meeting the Ghost of driving yet to come. What a pessimist.

James the cat:
I’m particularly excited at the prospect of meeting the Ghost of driving’s past.With his cheery demeanor, big ginger beard and endless history lessons etc. I hope it doesn’t turn out to be carryfast in a wig.
Not so excited at the prospect of meeting the Ghost of driving yet to come. What a pessimist.

I’m not, they will just bang on interminably about unadjustable seats, no cab heating (and I’m not on about night heaters) and having to drain the coolant out every night during the winter. And knowing my luck I will get that bad tempered geordie lunatic who tried to knock my teeth out caus I didn’t understand what I was supposed to do with this stupid twin stick albion with some sort of splitter or range change on the rear diff,

Bluey Circles:

James the cat:
I’m particularly excited at the prospect of meeting the Ghost of driving’s past.With his cheery demeanor, big ginger beard and endless history lessons etc. I hope it doesn’t turn out to be carryfast in a wig.
Not so excited at the prospect of meeting the Ghost of driving yet to come. What a pessimist.

I’m not, they will just bang on interminably about unadjustable seats, no cab heating (and I’m not on about night heaters) and having to drain the coolant out every night during the winter. And knowing my luck I will get that bad tempered geordie lunatic who tried to knock my teeth out caus I didn’t understand what I was supposed to do with this stupid twin stick albion with some sort of splitter or range change on the rear diff,

Carryfast in wig and fake beard is starting to sound like a pleasant proposition. Sounds like you’re in a personal hell of your own, banking on meeting a spectral Desy Pete returning from the benefits claim-post dcpc afterlife. The tell will be the ■■■ end burning through the eye holed white sheet draped over his head. WoooOOooh!

jrt:
There are reports coming in of a strange thick fog drifting round old England…moving against the wind, coming without warning…

Some say with in it are the ghosts of lorry drivers of olden days returning to earth…back to Rome the roads to spread words of warning too all who need know…

pay, kit and working Conditions of transport in the after life is way worse than back here :open_mouth: and thay have come to have it out with anyone who thinks otherwise :imp: , even the most moody an miserable back door men will not escape these wingings. Nor will the loud mouthy burger van by stander :unamused: , nor the know it all tipper driver :wink:

Beware, beware ! The fog when the moon is fat… :frowning:

Never post again

not fog, just the reek from whatever you’re smoking :laughing:

chicane:
not fog, just the reek from whatever you’re smoking :laughing:

Bluegrass :wink:
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Riders.
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Gimme a mountain tempo in A-minor :grimacing:
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This is what laybys look like when everyone there has run out of their 15 hours and is stuck on a friday night.
Not a very happy lot indeed…