It
was now almost 11:00 pm. As he had no coffee left in his thermos, he
walked over to the all night diner by the petrol station and ordered a
large coffee to go. He wasn't hungry, just tired.
He decided not to drive anymore that night as his rule was to pull over to sleep at midnight. There was no point in driving down the motorway for an hour.
He pulled the Land Rover over to the area that the lorry drivers use to bed down for the night.
As he would usually be on the road for 7:00 am, he decided to start at 6:00 am because he had retired for the night at 11:00 pm.
It would be better to continue his journey at 6:00 am to avoid the morning rush hour. They had made good time and were ahead of schedule.
They should arrive in Norwich by 8:00 am as planned.
He had finished his coffee. The hens were asleep in the back of the Land Rover. Not so Martha! She was staring st him. Her little black eyes were actually smiling at him, with her head cocked to one side. He actually found himself asking her if she was excited about the Norwich show.
She just clucked at him in response.
He put head back and slid down in the seat a little to get comfortable. He closed his eyes and told Martha to close her eyes and sleep. He had already set the alarm on his watch for 5:30 am. He then drifted off to sleep.
Next thing he knew, his watch alarm was going off. It was 5:30 am. It felt like he had only been asleep for a short time, when in fact it had been over six hours.
All the hens, including Martha, were awake and clucking away.
He got out of the Land Rover and stretched his legs. The sun was starting to rise and it was cool out not cold.
It was going to be a glorious day weather wise. It was getting on for the end of August and it had been a hot summer this year.
He went and fed and watered the hens. After that he took the cages out of the back and set them down so he could clean the trays and give the hens some fresh air. He left Martha on her cushion as he made his way to the diner to freshen himself up, change his clothes and get some coffee and toast.
He decided not to drive anymore that night as his rule was to pull over to sleep at midnight. There was no point in driving down the motorway for an hour.
He pulled the Land Rover over to the area that the lorry drivers use to bed down for the night.
As he would usually be on the road for 7:00 am, he decided to start at 6:00 am because he had retired for the night at 11:00 pm.
It would be better to continue his journey at 6:00 am to avoid the morning rush hour. They had made good time and were ahead of schedule.
They should arrive in Norwich by 8:00 am as planned.
He had finished his coffee. The hens were asleep in the back of the Land Rover. Not so Martha! She was staring st him. Her little black eyes were actually smiling at him, with her head cocked to one side. He actually found himself asking her if she was excited about the Norwich show.
She just clucked at him in response.
He put head back and slid down in the seat a little to get comfortable. He closed his eyes and told Martha to close her eyes and sleep. He had already set the alarm on his watch for 5:30 am. He then drifted off to sleep.
Next thing he knew, his watch alarm was going off. It was 5:30 am. It felt like he had only been asleep for a short time, when in fact it had been over six hours.
All the hens, including Martha, were awake and clucking away.
He got out of the Land Rover and stretched his legs. The sun was starting to rise and it was cool out not cold.
It was going to be a glorious day weather wise. It was getting on for the end of August and it had been a hot summer this year.
He went and fed and watered the hens. After that he took the cages out of the back and set them down so he could clean the trays and give the hens some fresh air. He left Martha on her cushion as he made his way to the diner to freshen himself up, change his clothes and get some coffee and toast.
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