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Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Frozen wastelands

Billy Meredith walks by, doing as close to an impersonation of Ernest Shackleton as I ever want to see at the workplace. The mobile library's heating packed in six years ago so it's going to be a nippy sort of day for them and their customers. Especially seeing as the vehicle's so dilapidated these days that the customers elect to stand outside to have the books handed out to them.

"It's the wind chill factor," explains Billy. "When you get the wind howling through that gap in the floor by the rear axle it cuts you right to the bone."

8 comments:

Madame DeFarge said...

Does he have penguins on the van as a handy snack?

savannah said...

bless his heart! xoxoxox

Gadjo Dilo said...

Rather Ernest Shackleton than Robert "Falcon" Scott any day - man-hauling a mobile library, anybody?

libby said...

Needs to get his Damart on....

Kevin Musgrove said...

Madame DeF: I think somebody should be sitting on the naughty step. :)

savannah: indeed

Gadjo: Pardendale beat us in the bidding war for Amundsen's ponies.

libby: don't think he hasn't!

Macy said...

"doing as close to an impersonation of Ernest Shackleton as I ever want to see"

Damn. Just snorted porridge at the dog...

Pat said...

Gap in the floor? What's wrong with him? Just stick a few books over it.
He should try our triple aspect, unglazed, picture windows. That'd make his eyes water.

Kevin Musgrove said...

Macy: you spoil that dog. :)

Pat: they may be triple aspect, unglazed, picture windows to you but they're the windscreen for these poor devils.