Well…Firstly; I was wrong…No surprise there…LOL…it was not a Stralis; It was a Eurocargo!
Secondly; Based upon my extensive 10 days of experience…I can’t say i liked it over much…
I did, however, enjoy the ‘fridge work’. Back home with clean clothes and also clean hands…How nice is that?
Oh well, better not get too used to it! Back on the tyres Monday!
Arrived at the yard, chucked my gear on the bunk, night heater on and put in the tacho card…Outside…‘Prelight’ complete…In we go and crank it up. Heavy, heavy frost…-7 degrees according to the display.
Have a good nose around inside whilst waiting for it to ‘defrost’…first impressions…dare I say…it all looks a bit…errr…‘cheap’?
I know…I know…‘New kid on the block’…‘still wet behind the ears’…‘where does he get off criticising something when he’s only been in the industry for 10 minutes’; etc., etc., etc… But still; The truck only had 27000 k’s on it and I could not help wondering what it was gonna look like with 327000 or more on it…
Anyway…The gearbox…a ‘manual’ showing 6 gears and no range change switch…I am now confused…what’s new…LOL…Is it really a six speed?..I try to think back to the gearbox operation links on here…I am sure I remember the ‘Slapover’ having 8 gears, 4 either side of the ‘neutral position dot’…Common sense tells me it must be a regular 6 speed box. But…Hmmmmmmmmm…Do they make a 6 speed or even a 12 speed ‘slapover’… Possibly…I dunno!!..Guess I’m about to find out!!..Windows and mirrors clear and we’re off!
10 minutes out of Wisbech and I am now pretty sure it is indeed a 6 speed…No matter haw hard I slap 'er, she will not go from 6th to 7th. I hear no ‘clunk’ as I push through the neutral spring…Well…ermm…Unless the funny grinding noises that were emitted as I tried to move (very briefly…LOL) from 6th to 1st count!! 
Hee hee…errrr… 
I have been monitoring the r.p.m’s as I shift up through the box and note that; 50 mph in 6th = approx 1400 or so…which again based on my ‘vast’ experience
seems about right. So onwards we go…with no further dramas or funny noises!!..Result!!
Livin’ and learnin’…I love it!!..LOL
Toodling along, flashing in the other drivers that pass me; I am still happy that I am being acknowledged…Little things please little minds as ‘they’ say…LOL…Mind you…I do have to laugh, thinking back to an earlier thread on here…as I see all sorts of combinations of ‘acknowledgement’…A blink or two of the hazards…or…A left and a right…or…two rights…or…left, left, right, left right, right, left (possibly morse code or something? - A…S…S…H…O.)…Oi!, That’s not nice!!..LOL
I trundle along, having A14 and M6 pretty much to myself…Where is everybody?..Do they know something I don’t…Or, has Rog put the word out and everyone is staying safe at home?..I wonder?..LOL…About 2 hours later; I Arrive in the environs of Birmingham; in one piece and with no clouds of smoke or noises indicating gearbox troubles…LOL…I pull into a services…Now to find Lincoln Street…Don’t have a post code or a detailed Brum map; so I elect to try the Satnav to see if it behaves…If I don’t like what it is telling me, I will buy a detailed Birmingham A to Z thingy…Punch in Birmingham then Lincoln street…Bingo!!..It recognises it and shows about 13 miles or so to destination…Happy chappy! 
Quick cuppa (coffee of course) and away I go into town…Satnav seems to be doing right…No weight restrictions or low bridges…I arrive at Lincoln street…Drive one end to the other…All houses!
Pull into a layby…well a Bus stop actually but there is nobody standing there and I figure I’ll move if one comes along…Call the TM…“Is ‘Two Sisters’ the name of a house that I am delivering to? I assumed it was a business name.”…Short silence followed by, “No. Why?”…You could almost hear the unspoken “Dips**t!”…LOL…“Well, I’ve driven the entire length of Lincoln Street and it’s all houses!”…More silence…Can you see a large office building right on the corner, with a factory behind it?"…“No, Guv. It’s only houses.”…“OK. Read me the delivery note that the regular driver left you. Would ya’?”…“Deliver two pallets of rejected returns (Poor Quality) to Two Sisters, Lincoln street, Birmingham.”, sez I…“What is the post code?”…“Not on here - It reads exactly what I said”…“Hold on a minute; Did you say Birmingham?”…“Yessir! You know; Big place in the middle of the country where they speak kinda funny!”…He laughs…“Alright smartass!..I’m gonna kill that ■■■■■■ It’s Wolverhampton not Birmingham!! I can’t believe he did that. He should have put the post code on there at the very least. I am guessing he assumed that since it is one of our regular pickups; everyone knows where it is! No worries. Turn 'er round and head for this post code. It’s not that far.”…he then gives me directions and away I go!..Will definitely get proper info next time… 
Lesson learned!!..Yet again!! 
LOL
Arrive safely at Two Sisters…Huge place…Hard to miss…LOL
Speak to the HMFWIC and get told to drive round back and park on the bay…Blimey!! Never done that before…gulp…Hope nobody’s watching!!..Oh well, i’m pretty thick skinned and can take a ribbing…here goes nothing!
Through the gate…round the back… swing ‘er round a bit…Oh Lord! There’s three Indian guys on the bay waiting to unload me!! Right then…concentrate…smoothly back…get it lined up on between the guide rails…Must have been others before me who didn’t get it quite right then!..LOL…Gently bump the big rubber dealies…Psssshht!! On with the park brake…God I love that sound…even do it in my car occasionally, much to the annoyance of SWMBO!!..LOL…Shut her down…And out I jump to look…By Gawd Perfect I tell ya’!!..Dead straight, perfectly even gaps between the tyres and the rails, tight up against the buffers…Chuffed or what??..
Then…OH CRAP!!..Jump back in…crank it up…pull forward 6 feet or so and; yep, you guessed it. Open the friggin’ ‘Barn doors’…Bugger!!..Cue round of applause from the guys on the bay!! Basstads!!..LOL Oh what the hell…I take a bow!..Mucho laughter!!..Reverse back in…perfect again…Thank God!
15 minutes later and I am unloaded and given a receipt for the returns…"Thanks for the show, Driver!..Cheeky Git!!..LOL
Yet another LESSON LEARNED!! 
Armed with the correct address this time, I head for West Brom; to another ‘Two Sisters’ depot for the next ‘drop’ of returned frozen chicken…
This time I arrive…no fuss, no muss…and am told to, "Back her into that bay over there. It’s a bit tight. Will you be OK? "…(There are two vans parked back there)…I have a gander and tell him no problem…Swing it round; back into the yard…STOP!!..Out…Open doors!!..LOL…Jump back in and wiggle my way back in, past the vans, and perfectly into the bay again…YES!!
Safely on the bay! (Doors opened correctly this time! LOL)

20 mins later I am empty…with another receipt… and pull out of the yard, into a suitable spot and park up for a 45 and another Java!!
Amazingly to me; my hands and clothes are still clean! Normally, by this time of day, I am mud splattered and damp!!..LOL…Lovely!! I could get used to this…but I won’t!..LOL
As there is actually a handbook for the Siemens digital Tacho in the wagon; I take the opportunity to have a good read up…Amazing bit of kit really.
45 mins fly by and then it’s; Pssssssht!..did I mention, I still love that noise!..LOL… and I’m away!
2hrs 30mins or so later I pull up and back into a slot in our yard…Psssssht!..Sort out the paperwork and tacho…Chuck the keys in the safe…Lock the gates…SWMBO is waiting in the car…and home we go!
Like I said; i am not overly impressed with that wagon. Especially the seat! The only word I can think of to describe it, would be ‘Diabolical’!!’ The biggest plus that I could find compared to my usual MAN is the turning circle. The MAN’s turning radius is, in all honesty, abysmal. The Iveco was a lot better. Overall tho’…I’ll stick with the MAN!..But that’s just my opinion…and you know what they say about those!!..