Costa the co-pilot!

I’ve been asked to do a couple of hours overtime for three nights this week. Our Glasgow driver is on holiday and the boss’s husband is doing the run. Because they live over in the west, I’ve to run up to Peebles to meet him to save him having to come all the way down to Gala.

This morning, I got a text from Denise, the MD, to ask if I could take Costa, her wee wee pug up with me as she was heading down south tonight for a meeting at Head Office. He was no bother at all, just put his head down and slept for most of the journey.