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Post by murphthesurf on Nov 20, 2019 22:39:40 GMT
Erm........ taking the M6 North not South...... Oh, a VERY small mistake --- I'm sure other people must have done it at some time or other..... Glad Betsy had such a wonderful time as a mascot, Tel. If the toffees are Walkers (made in SoT - a great and very, very old family business) they'll be delicious and you won't be able to stop eating them, esp. the Treacle Toffee ones - but watch they don't have all your fillings out! (And you have a PM.) Now then Murph. Hope all's well on the gastric front. Or at least steadily improving. Ditto to Betsy after 1.25kg of toffees, Telford. The M6 South>North reminded me of a colleague when I worked in Telford. He had a meeting with a customer in Berkhamstead. Set off from home in Telford in plenty of time. Multiple phone calls from the customer, he's not turned up, where is he? Eventually my colleague phoned us "I've missed the meeting. I got a bit lost" "What happened?" "I couldn't remember the name of the town I was going to. Knew it began with a B so I thought I'd keep going until I recognised it on sign posts then phone them from there for directions" "Er, ok, where are you?" "Bolton" Meeting rearranged for the following week. Again, a no-show, phone calls from the customer. Eventually my colleague phones us again "I've missed the meeting again. I think I'm not where I'm supposed to be" "Where are you now?" "Blackpool" All true.
Well I won't go into details because you lot would never let me live it down can't go into details for (**thinks quickly**) medical reasons (**think I got away with that**) but let me just say that coming back from Cambridge one day in the mid-70s I decided to use minor roads rather than the motorway, then after some time I thought 'stuff this, it's taking too long - I want to speed up and get some miles out of the way so I'll get on to the next motorway entrance I come to', which I did. It was early evening on a lovely autumn day and hardly any traffic about at all, so very enjoyable driving conditions and the miles sped by. However, after another long while (I never wear a watch, btw) I thought 'surely I should've seen some signs for getting close to S-O-T by now - I think I'll get off the motorway at the next exit and see where I am'. I did this, and the first sign I saw said 'Ilkley Moor, 3 miles'. What a drongo. That was the day I learned the wisdom of pre-planning journeys then getting on the correct motorway and making sure it's pointing in the right bleedin' direction.
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Post by murphthesurf on Nov 20, 2019 22:48:55 GMT
Erm........ taking the M6 North not South...... Oh, a VERY small mistake --- I'm sure other people must have done it at some time or other..... Glad Betsy had such a wonderful time as a mascot, Tel. If the toffees are Walkers (made in SoT - a great and very, very old family business) they'll be delicious and you won't be able to stop eating them, esp. the Treacle Toffee ones - but watch they don't have all your fillings out! (And you have a PM.) Now then Murph. Hope all's well on the gastric front. Or at least steadily improving. Ditto to Betsy after 1.25kg of toffees, Telford. The M6 South>North reminded me of a colleague when I worked in Telford. He had a meeting with a customer in Berkhamstead. Set off from home in Telford in plenty of time. Multiple phone calls from the customer, he's not turned up, where is he? Eventually my colleague phoned us "I've missed the meeting. I got a bit lost" "What happened?"
"I couldn't remember the name of the town I was going to. Knew it began with a B so I thought I'd keep going until I recognised it on sign posts then phone them from there for directions"
"Er, ok, where are you?"
"Bolton" Meeting rearranged for the following week. Again, a no-show, phone calls from the customer. Eventually my colleague phones us again "I've missed the meeting again. I think I'm not where I'm supposed to be"
"Where are you now?"
"Blackpool" All true.
PS: Hang on............. Don't know why I'm laughing, JD - it sounds so familiar!
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Post by murphthesurf on Nov 20, 2019 22:53:01 GMT
Now then Murph. Hope all's well on the gastric front. Or at least steadily improving. Ditto to Betsy after 1.25kg of toffees, Telford.
"Er, ok, where are you?" "Bolton" Meeting rearranged for the following week. Again, a no-show, phone calls from the customer. Eventually my colleague phones us again "I've missed the meeting again. I think I'm not where I'm supposed to be" "Where are you now?" "Blackpool" All true.
I lived in Berkhamsted for 25 years and never got lost once 😊 Having the ankle tag probably helped, H.
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