Raging Milkman

[Cab]

I've phoned with my complaint. Lets seen how we get on.

 

[Yorkshireman]

Totaly lacking the milk of human kindness.

 

[Arch]

Back at home, our milkman once drove his float into a telegraph pole outside our house -he had his cab light on to read his order book, and didn't see the pole. I can tell you, when the top canopy of a milkfloat falls onto the crates and pushes them off, it makes a bit of a mess and a lot of noise. Mum and Dad took him in, made him tea, let him ring the dairy and looked after him (he was a bit shaken up), and he gave us a pint of double cream as a thankyou..

And we had the entertainment of watching the recovery crew hooking the float up to a Landrover, with a solid towbar and then try to do a three point turn with it, in our cul-de-sac...

Mum and Dad swept up all the glass, and the minute they finished, the neighbours, who had been twitching net curtains all morning, came out saying "oh, we thought we heard a noise...."

 

[Maz]

@Arch...as they say, no use crying over spilt milk.

(I'll get my coat...)

 

[Cab]

I've got the mental image of a road covered in milk and hundreds of eager cats appearing as if out of nowhere.

 

[HJ]

Your milky went off? What a clot!

I don't think I would want to tell him that to his face....

 

[Maz]

cheesy maz

I curd-n't resist it.

 

[Yorkshireman]

Whey out of order!

 

[Maz]

Whey out of order!

That's a good one, Yorkshireman!

 

[Yorkshireman]

That's a good one, Yorkshireman!

'S easy if you're a tit

 

[HJ]

Your milky went off? What a clot!

It was before my time, but the milk was always "shaken not stirred"...