Wednesday, 13 June 2012

Milk float maniac

I thought I was dreaming at first when my wife told there was a bird flapping around her head. This turned out to be true as a young fledgling had flown in through the open window, danced on her head and left again.

My actual dream involved James Marshall from work. He collided into my beloved Ford Focus with a milk float.

Milk floats are lot more sturdy than they appear, as my car was a write off and the float was relatively undamaged.

James in his usual calm laid back approach to most things, just looked at my car, shrugged his shoulders and carried on delivering milk.

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