Looking for a driver on Stena Eire route Jan 31st '14

Hi,

This is a bit of a long shot…

But I was travelling from Holyhead to Eire on Friday morning 2.40am crossing on 31st Jan '14 & there was a truck driver I met as I got on the boat & we sat together in the Truckers lounge chatting throughout the crossing. He had one drop off in Dublin and then that was him finished for the day. I think he was late 30’s/40’s.

He’d just started with this company a few weeks prior, this was his first crossing to Eire. He had family on the South coast but came from Leicester. I think he’d been off as he had an injured shoulder or arm.

Had just been wondering how he was doing etc & thought this would be a way of possibly finding the person.

He’d been working in the day & then had to get to Holyhead. I think he commented that he had a bit of trouble finding the docks. There was also 2 guys who had a cabin who sat & chatted after they’d vacated their cabin, they worked together, one had a beard & glasses, both were in there 40’s/50’s maybe.

Like I said it’s a long shot but thought I’d give it a go.

He’s probably lost deep in Ireland somewhere if he had trouble finding the docks in Holyhead!

switchlogic:
He’s probably lost deep in Ireland somewhere if he had trouble finding the docks in Holyhead!

mabey the satnav took him via shrewsbury,and over the Snowdonia mountain,then he might have had a problem finding Holyhead in the 1st place…how to find docks in Holyhead…find docks…stop at red traffic lights…drive into docks…cant be much more to it than that surely? goodluck to him mooching around Dublin .has to be a prospective victim looking to be on the receiving end of a macodougall encounter.
I can imagine the conversation…good morning …mate…can you tell me how to get to…can you take your hands out of my pocket please…is that my phone you have…that mans nicking my truck…can you give me back my phone till I call the guards…smack…help,ive just been robbed…followed by another predictable kicking for sounding English…and for a finale…come back with my trainers. :laughing:

Dunno what decade that little scene is from but it certainly doesn’t reflect modern Ireland.

dieseldog999:

switchlogic:
He’s probably lost deep in Ireland somewhere if he had trouble finding the docks in Holyhead!

mabey the satnav took him via shrewsbury,and over the Snowdonia mountain,then he might have had a problem finding Holyhead in the 1st place…how to find docks in Holyhead…find docks…stop at red traffic lights…drive into docks…cant be much more to it than that surely? goodluck to him mooching around Dublin .has to be a prospective victim looking to be on the receiving end of a macodougall encounter.
I can imagine the conversation…good morning …mate…can you tell me how to get to…can you take your hands out of my pocket please…is that my phone you have…that mans nicking my truck…can you give me back my phone till I call the guards…smack…help,ive just been robbed…followed by another predictable kicking for sounding English…and for a finale…come back with my trainers. :laughing:

I would get your keyboard looked at. The full stop appears to be sticking.

However, the sounding English part reminds me of an Evening in Cardiff. A group of us went to some Cinema in or near Cardiff dock. Came out, wanting to phone a taxi to take us to station. Saw a taxi go past with a phone number on the side. (it had a lot of ‘2’s’ in it) and rang them. ‘Can I have a taxi please?’ Click brrrrrrr. My Bruummie mate tried them, he asked for a taxi ‘Click brrr’. A third mate had a try, ‘click brrr.’ My Welsh Girlfriend phoned, and they sent us a taxi.

I was once parked in Wakefield for the night on an industrial estate along with a mate who was also pulling ferry trailers at the time. We decided we wanted a pizza so we got a few numbers and he called one, they took both of our orders and then asked where we wanted them delivering, we told them where we were parked and then the daft ■■■■■■■ the phone blurts out to someone in the background “He sounds like a Geordie!” (He’s from Darlington) to which the other person responded with “Tell them to eff off” and hung up the phone! We should have called someone else on principal but I found it amusing and wondered if my accent would be as equally offensive to Yorkshire folk, but no, I was fine and 30 minutes or so later we had our food.

dieseldog999:

switchlogic:
He’s probably lost deep in Ireland somewhere if he had trouble finding the docks in Holyhead!

mabey the satnav took him via shrewsbury,and over the Snowdonia mountain,then he might have had a problem finding Holyhead in the 1st place…how to find docks in Holyhead…find docks…stop at red traffic lights…drive into docks…cant be much more to it than that surely? goodluck to him mooching around Dublin .has to be a prospective victim looking to be on the receiving end of a macodougall encounter.
I can imagine the conversation…good morning …mate…can you tell me how to get to…can you take your hands out of my pocket please…is that my phone you have…that mans nicking my truck…can you give me back my phone till I call the guards…smack…help,ive just been robbed…followed by another predictable kicking for sounding English…and for a finale…come back with my trainers. :laughing:

What a knob.

What The {ZB} has any off this got to do with the original thread.,. :frowning:

yoyo5:
What The {ZB} has any off this got to do with the original thread.,. :frowning:

nothing at all to do with the original thread, which is all about a love at first sight encounter, and op is trying to contact his love of life
aww bless