Last night met a bloke at the bar who has an exceptionally interesting job. He comes from Cornwall and sells smoke houses, that means for smoking fish and meat not houses to smoke in.

Anyhow the guy imports them from Canada then changes the ventilation windows depending on the needs of each of his customers.

Now it all sounds pretty boring, and before u look, there is no punchline. It’s just that after spending years on the road you start to collect, like trading cards, all the interesting, unusual or downright strange people you meet. There is nothing worse than finding out someone is a desk jockey like yourself and has nothing new under the sun to tell you.

Thats how boring life in the road can be!!!! And let’s be frank what a bloody boring job that smoke house stuff is too in the cold light of day……..


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