Hello and happy new year. OK so I have been a poor blogger of recently!!1
So after a year of playing what job I am supposed to be doing, I dipped my toe in the water and found a new one, in Salford, about 8mins from the new BBC offices. So I was looking forward to driving my 3008 to and from Manchester with the idea to relocate to Lancashire.
So in my last week, my lovely wife drops me off to work and heads over to the out in-laws to pick up Henry. About 30mins later my phone goes and poor H has be in an accident.
She is fine but the car is not so well 🙁
I ask one of the old guard to give us a lift up there and The Biddy was generous enough to drop me off. The T junction was beginning to get congested, so i combat rolled out the car (no i didn’t) and legged it down the road towards H . As I continued down the road a Police spend passed.
When I got to the crash site, both cars where of the road, H was a shock up, so I let the in-laws know …. the Police help out and I manage to get a left of them back to the office, although they wouldn’t put the lights on or siren 🙁 But at least on Marked Well!!
Well that was about 2 weeks ago..
Last Friday, H was informed that the senior engineer had decided that the was no life left in the 3008. So this meant the pool car would be taken back and sadly my environmental friends we are definatly a 2 car family. Saturday we had the sad job of emptying it :
Therefore our usual weekend trip to Chadderton was done but rather it being Henry got left behind I was, but in this instance it just me and the Cat.
So waking up Monday morning ready to become a commuter , so i done my scarf and gloves and hiking boots. An marched to Mills hill train station, thinking the train was a at 7:17.
It was not …
So as I read the electronic board, and it says next train 7:26 exp 7:38 time 7:15
7:30 – exp 7:40 and everytime it got close it added 2 mins to the expected time. Eventually it arrived and dispite being the first one on the platform I had to fight for my place on this overly crowd, and standing to way to close to people that is not right, but I got to Victoria Station fine, got on the metro link and its like being in London…
Ok it is not underground and I did actually have to go to work. But I was like a little kid on a train.
When I finally got of the tram all you can see is BBC sign and a cool bridge.
So life although away from home, is like being in a Winter Wonderland.