South Coast Road Trip - Day 2

The forecast on the telly in the hotel bar last night, told of huge snow drifts, chaos on the roads and temperatures so low that whole libraries of books needed to be burnt in order to stay alive. (Ok that bit may be in a film!)

My first depot visit in Brizzle was just a hop skip and jump from the hotel. Not a problem, but I arrived earlier than expected as I intended to depart as soon as possible to avoid being caught up in the snow chaos described on Janner TV.

The enrolments were fine, no one had a clue what it was all about, but that's par for the course at this stage. The supervisor was very helpful getting all but one members of staff into the office to fill in the paperwork. The 'one' had decided to get delayed somewhere and spoil my plans for an early get away.





However, it was all a farce, because the snow of 'The Day After Tomorrow' proportions......(another very good argument for saving libraries - like what good is a kindle when it's minus 50 outside and you need to keep warm? ) was merely a flurry of flakes on a windy day and did nothing ro hinder my journey south....

....unlike the lack of fast food outlets.

I presume McDonalds and the like are still novelties in Jannerland. I recall driving past one on the route out of Brizzle (and was the road planner on something at the time the road from Bristol to Bath was planned???) but then nothing all the way to Blandford. Like where do you yokels stop to relieve yourselves?

In the North East, you travel barely 20 minutes before passing a McD's or KFC. In Blyth we have one right across the road from the other! There must be just one per county down here. Your kids must be starved!

Anyway. I took a slight detour to have a bite and pay a visit before getting back on the road again.

One thing I do like about Jannerland is the entertainment value of driving through Piddletrenthide, Thropton on the Stump, Westonzoyland, Up Sydling and Mudford Sock. I mean who made these names up? I know there are places like Spittal Tongues, Oswaltwistle and Giggleswick up north, but you have to admit, they must have had a right old belly laugh when thinking up names for places in the South West of England.

So, finally at rest in my garret in the rather nice, if slightly chilly guest house in Poole. I am reflecting on the mission so far and planning the next couple of days as best I can. These are trickier days. I have things to see, places to go and people to meet while in the Portsmouth area. I wont know the lie of the land until I arrive at the depot tomorrow. Can I get away early?

All will be revealed tomorrow, unless I have something better to do.


Night night x