So this week, me & B haz work! Delivering Yellow Pages.
When we accepted the job, it sounded easy – just deliver in Dalry and to some scattered farms and houses outside, we were told. Dalry is a small town, just a couple of hundred houses. Piece of cake, we thought – do the town one day, do the outlying areas the next day.
Then, this morning, we picked up the directories and the routes lists. And found that as far as the distribution firm was concerned, “Dalry” included the entire Glenkens and halfway out to Moniave. Which is one heck of a big area. So it’s going to take us a bit more than two days and will involve taking the new car up a lot of rough tracks, which I’d got B to promise he wouldn’t do, after the Buttercup wipeout.
But, we got a lot done today, and saw a lot of scenery. And learned a few things. For instance, we learned that lots of dog-owners leave their dogs alone in the house during the day; these mutts, invariably out of their tiny canine minds with boredom, greatly welcome the diversion afforded by fingers poking through the letterbox. So another thing we learned (extremely fast) was not to put fingers anywhere near letterboxes.
Rather more pleasingly – or not, perhaps – we found that many householders in the more remote farms and cottages leave their doors wide open; obviously not many burglars can be bothered to make their way up half-mile farm tracks.
So it was a chance to get out of the house, plus I always like having a good nosy at peoples’ houses. I spent a lot of time leaping in and pout of the car with directories in my arms, but so far, I’ve not felt any bad effects. I’m quite looking forward to tomorrow.