Sometimes I think that I've managed to hook up with some hollywood stars. Arthur is like a mini-me version of Austin Powers, and Renny is a perfect copy of the famous Peter Sellers character, Inspector Clouseau, not in looks admittedly, but in his ability to turn a perfectly calm, under control situation into a music hall comedy.
We have just attended an event at the Don Valley Stadium. Now we haven't worked for this particular facility before so we were going all out to provide a first rate service. I took most of the equipment through and set it up on Saturday afternoon, the idea being I could have a lay in on Sunday and a nice leisurely trip through to open on Sunday. Ha! that's what I thought, just after half five Sunday morning my phone wakes everyone up, answering it I hear Renny, " you'll have to come through quick" he pleads,
"Why"
"because I'm stuck"
"how the ###@**$@ hell are you stuck, we're on tarmac" (many fairs are in fields and with poor weather we do occasionally become stuck),
"my back coupling has dug into the road, I can't move and the entrance to the event is blocked! "
"get a jack, jack the lorry up and put blocks under the wheels"
"I haven't got a jack or blocks"
(lord help us) "my lorry is already there, start it up and use it to pull yourself in"
" great, that's what I'll do"
Right, crisis over, back to bed. WRONG, 5 minutes later the phone goes again,
" where the chain?"
"what chain?"
" the chain to pull the lorry in with",
" there isn't one in that lorry, where's your chain?"
"at Bulwell"
"what the **£%@# hell is the chain doing at Bulwell?"
"I didn't know I was going to get stuck"
"alright I'm setting off now"
So everyone gets up, I go and find a chain in the yard and we rush off to Sheffield. All the way there I've got visions of the Sheffield Half Marathon being cancelled due to our vehicle been stuck in the entrance, great debut by us. When we get there Renny informs me that the event organisers have the fire brigade on standby to pull him out the way, fortunately I manage to move him quickly and good order is restored.
The event was a reasonable day for us, and the Lady we had been dealing with informed me that she runs her own event management company and is suitably impressed by us (notwithstanding Renny's escapades) to inform us that she will be in touch with more events, so all's well that ends well.
We have just attended an event at the Don Valley Stadium. Now we haven't worked for this particular facility before so we were going all out to provide a first rate service. I took most of the equipment through and set it up on Saturday afternoon, the idea being I could have a lay in on Sunday and a nice leisurely trip through to open on Sunday. Ha! that's what I thought, just after half five Sunday morning my phone wakes everyone up, answering it I hear Renny, " you'll have to come through quick" he pleads,
"Why"
"because I'm stuck"
"how the ###@**$@ hell are you stuck, we're on tarmac" (many fairs are in fields and with poor weather we do occasionally become stuck),
"my back coupling has dug into the road, I can't move and the entrance to the event is blocked! "
"get a jack, jack the lorry up and put blocks under the wheels"
"I haven't got a jack or blocks"
(lord help us) "my lorry is already there, start it up and use it to pull yourself in"
" great, that's what I'll do"
Right, crisis over, back to bed. WRONG, 5 minutes later the phone goes again,
" where the chain?"
"what chain?"
" the chain to pull the lorry in with",
" there isn't one in that lorry, where's your chain?"
"at Bulwell"
"what the **£%@# hell is the chain doing at Bulwell?"
"I didn't know I was going to get stuck"
"alright I'm setting off now"
So everyone gets up, I go and find a chain in the yard and we rush off to Sheffield. All the way there I've got visions of the Sheffield Half Marathon being cancelled due to our vehicle been stuck in the entrance, great debut by us. When we get there Renny informs me that the event organisers have the fire brigade on standby to pull him out the way, fortunately I manage to move him quickly and good order is restored.
The event was a reasonable day for us, and the Lady we had been dealing with informed me that she runs her own event management company and is suitably impressed by us (notwithstanding Renny's escapades) to inform us that she will be in touch with more events, so all's well that ends well.