Back on trade again. I’m not sure if this is down to Covid or Brexit, but most of my recent deliveries have been bulk drops far and wide to one customer or another building up their stock prior to expected price rises. I heard that this may be down to shipping companies declaring a shortage of containers and hence higher costs. Profiteering?
Whatever, get it while you can! Today l did London again, but south of the river and was thankful it was just a bulk drop to a spacious warehouse loading bay in a modern trading estate. Mask and gloves, Chuck it all off the back and leave quickly!
On the way there I was pleased to see that Spectre didn’t in fact blow up MI6 towers, and that there is life in Peckham! ‘Brutiful’!
Obviously l was a bit wary of going into the city, but......it’s the London radio channels on FM that keep you sane, or is that insane. On the M4 run in near Heathrow I got Asian Star, which put out Indian harmonies to drum and bass, a sort of Exotic Marigold Hotel on acid!
I get the urge to swerve the van gently from side to side as l roll to the tunes.
By Glaxo Smith K you can usually pick up some good trancey Ganga dub from 2 or 3 pirate stations which frequently change names. By Hammersmith Odeon you can get Flex FM and You can indulge in a good head banging session! Then further into the city you’ve progressed to Full trance and the traffic seems to flow better! Well it passes the time and spares you the ‘astonishing sanctimonious ramblings’ of Mr O’brien On LBC.