Another unexpected day off due to a cancellation.
If only I could spend it relaxing.
Today I have to spend my day searching for petrol so that I can fulfil my calls tomorrow.
Yesterday I spent the best part of the day with a client in a woodwork workshop and, unbeknown to me, Francis Maud, a blundering Conservative politician, was mouthing off about fuel shortages and how filling a gerry can when you next put fuel in your car might be a good idea.
Well, people took this 'advice' to heart and flooded the petrol station forecourts.
Late yesterday afternoon after eventually hearing what Maud had said and that petrol stations were running short of fuel, I attempted unsuccessfully to fill my tank. Several times I couldn't even access a pump due to queues, other times I found small hand written "Sorry! No fuel!" signs strung out between traffic cones at the entrances.
The staff at one petrol station did say they were expecting a deliver over night, so I'm off there in a few minutes to try my luck.
At times like this I hate Britain and I'm ashamed to be British.
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