Thursday, 23 December 2010

And a very good morning to the grim reaper.

Management went out this morning to take young Taliesin to work. Following a night of brightly shining moon and cruel frost.




On the way back up the un treated ice sheet hill to the house who should she meet but the milk lorry. Who duly slammed on his brakes and with a look of horror on his face, began the process of sliding downhill towards her in the little AX which would not have offered much in the way of protection against such a large and solid object.


The management, god bless her has just told me how she had not realised how quickly you could put the AX into reverse and she says it does not half shift going back wards too!
 

She was ashen grey and trembling when she said it though....




I think I might give her a whisky to calm her nerves.

R

1 comment:

Tina said...

So glad T had her wits about her. Could have been a different tale! Trouble with what ifs is they come back to taunt you at silly hours of the night.
Hugs glad you're both OK.