I worked a fourteen hour day yesterday – doing hog roasts at two separate events. The first one was a gathering of the “Essex Hogs Chapter” of the Harley Davidson biker’s club and i managed to get the van bogged just outside the farm where it was happening!
The boss had told me the job was in a village called Matching Tye, about thirty five miles from the depot. But when i went to pick up the van and the pig yesterday morning it turned out it wasn’t in Matching Tye at all. After a bit of confusion we worked out it was in a village called Much Hadham, a different place altogether – and about ten miles further away. The boss had printed out directions from Google – which, of course, are no use when you’re driving, as you can’t keep stopping to read the next step of the directions. And the last few stages of the route were missing off the bottom anyway!… Read more at http://SnapAndScribble.com »
