- Location
- Glasgow
One hundred and twenty. Black Taxi Drivers. One bacon tattie scone roll each, cuppa a'na danish.
I was feeling the fear.
Can I have a bit more bacon, hen? Maybe, how do you feel about squashing cyclists??
I am surrounded! Be gone, Satan, enemy of my kind!!
I want to gatecrash that meeting, I want to speak for all of us, I want to make a magnificent cycling activist's speech, I want them to know I'm not just a tea lady, I'm the one you beeped at because she took primary.
I can't do any of that because I'll get sacked
I was feeling the fear.
Can I have a bit more bacon, hen? Maybe, how do you feel about squashing cyclists??
I am surrounded! Be gone, Satan, enemy of my kind!!
I want to gatecrash that meeting, I want to speak for all of us, I want to make a magnificent cycling activist's speech, I want them to know I'm not just a tea lady, I'm the one you beeped at because she took primary.
I can't do any of that because I'll get sacked

).. Having to pay for my own Certificate of Professional Competency (about £500 plus loss of weeks earnings every 5 years - for the most pointless irrelevant nonsense imaginable, and NO actual driving training involved before all you anti truckers start). Truck owners pushing the bounds of legality when it came to driver's hours.... So I escaped. If things improve, I might go back, it is still my plan B..

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