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Scania`s Dad

A303 crap - mess at Stonehenge. Shattered.  Must be better way to earn living.

10 hours ago

Scania`s Dad

Twat at roundabout nr Sparkford. Cut across to turn left - brake hard or hit him.
10 hours ago

Scania`s Dad

Lay-by on Blackdown Hills - just outside Devon. No one else here - surprising. 

10 hours ago 

Scania's Dad

Dark. No signal on phone – try later.

10 hours ago

Scania`s Dad

Opened trailer – you never know – freezing. Glad of cab heater. Some traffic. Lay-by empty apart from me.
9 hours ago

Scania`s Dad
Coffee, sandwiches. Not much but OK. Settle down to TV and bed. Early start.

9 hours ago

Scania`s Dad
Look outside - dark, bitter. No traffic. Alone – cottage on other side of field. Deserted – no lights. No phone.

7hours ago

Scania`s Dad

Can’t settle – don’t know why. In bunk, no sleep. No one for miles; something not right. 

7 hours ago

Scania's Dad

Should go out but hang on till morning – or use bucket.
7 hours ago

Scania`s Dad
Heard scream – from cottage or field. Terrifying – real.

6 hours ago

Scania's Dad

Look at cab curtains, and wonder what might be on the other side. Not too near - thank G.
6 hours ago

Scania`s Dad
Cab rocked. Like someone climbed on step. Maybe trying to look in.

6 hours ago 

Scania's Dad

Look at inside of cab, familiar, soft - my stuff.

6 hours ago 

Scania's Dad

Feel safe, if no one gets in, and I don’t go out. World out there is not in here.

6 hours ago


Scania`s Dad
Another scream - closer, next to me. Cab rocked again. 5 hours to daylight.
5 hours ago

Scania`s Dad
Dropped off but scream and thought of someone out there puts end to sleep.

5 hours ago 

Scania's Dad

It's now here, whatever it might be.

5 hours ago

Scania`s Dad
Knocking. Slight at first then louder. Not all the time - it waits for response.

4 hours ago 

Scania's Dad

Can hear it now on cab’s side, next to my head. Can’t look out – keep still and hope it’ll stop.

4 hours ago

Scania`s Dad

Feel trapped, pray I'll be safe. Know how people feel attacked in their home.

4 hours ago 

Scania's Dad 

Like animal dug from burrow or den, by viscous dogs and savage men.

4 hours ago 

Scania's Dad 

Hear screams and not want to leave safety, or see reality.

4 hours ago

Scania`s Dad
Shuffling outside – in front, then down side. Then knocking and shuffling stops. 

2 hours ago 

Scania's Dad

Cab rocks, heart stops. More shuffling - shivering.  Eyes close - dread of sound or movement.

2 hours ago

Scania`s Dad

Silence. Anything could be there, waiting.  Watching. 

2 hours ago 

Scania's Dad

Think of violence and spite; blood weapons and filth. Helpless but for cocoon of my cab.

2 hours ago 

Scania`s Dad
Light at last. 3 trucks in, at far end of lay-by - look like been here for night.

10 minutes ago

Scania's Dad

Brushed face on branch as climbed from cab, fallen against cab in night - wind. 

9 minutes ago 

Scania's Dad 

One of drivers complained about vixen’s call – her screaming. 

8 minutes ago 

Scania's Dad

There’s smoke coming from cottage - imagine cosy, warm hearth.

5 minutes ago