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Is it all just an act?

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Inguinal Ire: 'Lassoing Tank in the Tracker Net' or 'a man under pressure, pursues a vendetta, on his trusty Lambretta (Phew! What a title)

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What about a bit of dramatic ‘mood setting ’? We know what mood Grump will be in, but will his observations add to his malaise, or will they just fade away?

𝗘𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿 ‘𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁’

The scene is set: The Wytvern Yard's usual metallic din of clanging tools and roaring machinery momentarily pauses as Grump putters in. His 1960s Lambretta scooter, a turquoise beauty with chrome accents that might just be brighter than the afternoon sun, spits a final puff of blue smoke before he kills the engine.

He's wearing a faded leather jacket that's seen more miles than a touring band. As he poises before swinging his leg over the seat (giving his truss a very gentle tug), his eyes become a bit watery (not surprising).

He squints……. taking in the familiar scene. A duffel bag, looking heavy enough to contain more than just lunch, is casually slung over his shoulder. Inside? A well-secreted vehicle tracker. Q, eat your heart out!

Smoke and mirrors! That’s what he sees before his watery eyes. A well-organized and staged ‘washing oft' van’ by the unlikely lads. “I’m surprised they ant’ got thee’hatrical curtains round’t van, and stuck a hint of a proscenium arch in’t scene for gud effect……………..” He stops in his tracks and ponders. “What the heck is a ‘proscenium arch?’ I might be comin’ darn wi’ som’at!

Back to the task at hand. Suspicions are rising as is his blood pressure, and he feels an odd tingling tightening around the truss regions.

In his head (the only receptacle available), he plots a cunning plan to ‘track’ and ‘trap’ the aimless meanderings of the Wytvern Boys as they aimlessly cruise their way through the day.

Pies, ice-cream, big breakfasts, all you can eat lunches, and meal deals by the van load. That’s what he’s looking for. All the evidence has been found. Mostly on the floor and dashboard of the van during ‘operation clutter removal.’ All he needs is the movement evidence, and he’s on his way to springing the final trap!

𝗧𝗿𝗮𝗽𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗶𝘇𝗲𝘀

Loyalty also comes in many guises, and a Manager should always be aware of errors seeping in through ‘cross-fertilisation.” What the eck does that mean?”

𝗛𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻!

The ideal situation: One company Manager passes a message to another company Manager that needs to be kept within the Management Team. The outcome? It remains secure!

The reality: A plumber couldn’t fix the leaks that emanate throughout parliamentary business, where secure messages are as rare as dinosaur eggs, so how can we expect a back-street outfit to perform any better? But we digress! This is abart Grump’s leakiness (sorry to mention it).

Grump’s situation: Sadly, Grump has forgotten this golden rule, even though, as a much younger man, he had received all of the relevant muddled modular ‘Management Training.

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