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I WONDER IF YOU could clear up a few things for me. Good wagon drivers are extinct are they? No, I don't think so. It's proper bosses who have gone the way of the dodo. On the other hand we don't want to do the work of two men over 60-70 hours, plus nights out, for a measly £300.Not forgetting the nine or 11 hours every night you try to sleep in a cramped cab, sweaty from the day's toil with no showers or toilets.
The best bit is we are expected to park in lay-bys with traffic, usually trucks at night, running past you. lights blazing! The gusts of wind,sounding like an afterburner kicking in, are also slightly distracting.This isn't good for your balance if you happen to be steadying yourself against a Pepsi bottle trying to have a pee cos there aren't any loos any more as the council have been busy on a fact-finding mission to Bumblesvine to see how they can screw something else up and have decided toilets are something they don't need to provide any more.
The roar and rush of the wind rocking the cab causes sleep deprivation and is a major factor in causing people to throw toys out of cot! We're fed on Hula Hoops and pints of milk cos all the butty wagons have gone as they don't fit in to the modern way of things —have you ever tried to negotiate a drivethrough in an artic? You can't even park at Tesco without getting clamped.
You have to worry about the thousands of pounds worth of goods you are meant to be looking after in your sleep and the reward for this extra responsibility? £17.50. Deane me boys, you may have had our dads and grandads over, but not us lot — we're on to you.
Philip Rigby Via e-mail