In my job running Tesco deliveries across a large swathe of Liverpool, it never fails to amuse me that so many people seem to think that, if they can't safely get their cars out, then surely the best alternative is to invite a three and a half ton van onto their (usually ungritted) side roads.
It's fine if they WANT their porch and car remodelling, but not so great when they start whining because we run even five minutes late, not thinking for a second that it might be because we can't safely get near them!
Three more days of this madness out of my store at any rate. Deep joy!
