Covid19 ressurection - Locked down in Yorkshireshireshire. Part 6

Crackle calling Splut.....Are you receiving ..Over....Crackle calling Splut...Confirm operation 'Covid19 canal side' ...over...

Sput receiving loud and clear...can confirming operation 'Covid19 canal side' is go!!    Over and out. 

A date was set. Sunday 29/11/20.  Under the cover of performing outdoor exercise we would meet at Checkpoint Saltaire Brauerei on Dockfield Straße. Splut would bring Little Walt's engine and I would exchange it for sausage sandwiches and coffee. This was a meeting frought with danger because Borisk Von  Ulbricht-Johnson UK's dictator and komica had imposed almost martial law across the country due to the SARS-CoV-2 pandemic.  NO MEETINGS...IT IS ZE LAW !! Another special law made too late to have any effect by the Conservative Bureau de Backhanders. 

Splut would be coming from the East across the Drehbrücke dem Shipley. I would make my way from the West using the Esholt Hauptstaße through the sewage works.

10.00 a.m. The mist hovered over the canal. Nobody about but the occasional E'biker and a couple of joggers trying not to slip in the mud. Down the straße only one other vehicle was visible. This was an 'L' driver fully occupied trying to overcome the effects of using 'Kangeroo petrol' with a heavy clutch foot.

Greetings...Splut I presume. 

Indeed it is 'I' Alb.

An elbow knock to confirm friendship before the trunk of Spluts transporter was opened to confirm the engine was present complete with a blinding gleem. It was indeed the real deal!!! Hurray. 

Lying on clean bedding too.

Sausage sandwich old chap? Well deserved. I also have a flask of piping hot mulled wine to share. 

Oh yes!!!      Quickly poured before a customary clink of goblets ......Cheers !!!

Sandwich of The Shire of York'  (Pork sausage, fried tomato and a good dollop of brown sauce all squashed into a T'cake) What's not to like.? Keeps the cold out too!

Splut tucks in.......Celebrating mission accomplished !!! -  Engine delivered, and all grub eaten -2 x sausage sarnies down the hatch, mulled wine, couple of coffees and finish off with a KitKat biscuit...

And with that we both departed with a hearty wave, disappearing into the mist like it never happened.