Rigid in Dorking.

Took my 18 Tonner to Dorking early today.Dorking is a lovely little market town sat in the Surrey Hills,unspoilt and looks nice in the Autumn because its surrounded by forest and great colours of the leaves.
Any way i digress,Had a 6 ton peice of machinery to be delivered and as i made my way i suddenly realised that it was going to take a big forklift to unload me and as i followed the sat nav didnt really look at the address....so as i turned into Dorkings only Council Estate the stress levels started to rise.
Anyway convinced the sat nav was wrong i proceeded to knock at number number 23 Chichester Crescent,the drive had a dirty great 4x4 on it and there was a beware of the Rotty Dog sign on the door.
It was opened by a bloke who looked like Pa Larkin from the buds of may...

You got my gear he says
Big heating system says me..is it for you
Yep he says come in while i get sorted
How we going to get it off here says me..its massive
Dont worry he laughs,ile drive to my unit you can follow me...be sorted in a tik,take a seat.

As i sit down i look round and notice stuffed animals lodged in certain positions,and a dirty great rifle perched against the wall,still not sure if it was real,i darent ask..then in walkes Ma Larkin in her dressing gown,as she bends down to pick up the paper she says

Can i get you anything young man and as she stands up shes either exited or cold because it looks like shes stuffed 2 German WW1 pointy helmits up her front...um just a coffee,white with two sugars i say quickly remembering Pa Larkins rifle.
Ayway i drink it quickly as she tells me about tiddles her old pet cat stuffed in a box...i didnt have the heart to ask about the 13 ft pike grinning down at me.
I say goodbye to friendly Ma and Pa fires of at a rate of knots in his 4x4 and i just manage to keep up with him when we get to his unit,ime still bothered on how this machine is getting off my lorry,he tells me that hes taking the machine to Belgium himself on a low loader lorry and is installing it himself,while Ma goes shopping in Brussells!..turns out he had been doing this all over Europe for years and it had made him a wealthy Larkin.
My fears were unfounded as he had the biggest industrial forklift ive ever seen which pickedup the machine like a matchstick.
As i went to drive away after getting a signature,he pulled out a pile of 2 pound coins and told me to get some Breakfast....he really was a nice chap if a little old fashioned and as i thanked him it felt good,its suprising how a little gesture like that can make your day.