Forklift truck training = FAILURE. Honeythorn style.
I'm proper shit at driving these damnable machines. I did warn the instructor that I can barely push an Asda trolley in a straight line, but he reckons he can save me from certain doom, or other people from certain death by being mowed down by yours truly.
On top of that my irritating cough that I've had for a couple of months
( I was beginning to think it was psychosomatic and all in my head ) has now turned into what I suspect may be a combination of mild Pharyngitis
( which I have had before so I know what it feels like ) and some variety of upper respiritory/chest infection.
The doctors has no free appointments available for at least 2 weeks straight. I'm now hoping someone will cancel late on a friday afternoon so I can leap in and show off my reddened swollen throat and attractive hacking wheeze
