WAY back when, we were involved with the reconstruction of an Italian farmhouse. So I was neither fazed nor surprised when a client called me yesterday with news: his Italian build is running late, moving his moving-in date somewhat.

Why, I guess you're wondering, should you care? Because if you were thinking of sending something on the PWF van service setting off tomorrow, but were too late to get it together, you've now got until Friday (02 Oct). I've had a happy rearrange in my diary. The service will deliver and pick up things in the Alps over the weekend, then return to Britain untroubled by any need to trundle into Italy. Meraviglioso!

In the meantime I'm off to attack parts of the To Do list that thought they'd got away with remaining undisturbed, and possibly even give the abject filth of PWF Towers a bit of a vacuum.

Buona giornata, tutti!

Phil White
Philip White Freight

Pour qui ca concerne: Philip White Freight's almost dead pig-free early October van service bulletin.

WELL, bonsoir, chers Alpiniards tous.

As our beloved leader heads to the doctor to seek a cure for the severe case of pork scratchings his friend Mr Ashcroft has given him, thoughts at PWF Towers turn away from the tawdry goings-on up in Westminster. Such things are beneath our notice, as we have Octobre to consider (and they're not our style, anyway).

While an assault on the rump of the month remains unplanned (although it will surely see action, hungry old thing that it is), its gaping maw will see us drive right on in. For the next PWF van service will quit our West-country bastion on Tuesday 29 Sept. It'll trot into the Alps on Thurs 01 Oct. On 04 Oct, shunning the glare of publicity, it shall head right on back to good old Blighty. 


Our Dorset warehouse awaits the bi-fold doors, bathroom hardware, sofas, paint, plumbing equipment and gammon joints that may or may not constitute your (or your builder's) heart's desire.

A bientot, mes amis. I'm off to the Boar's Head...

Erm...

Hmm.

Phil White
Philip White Freight

That Philip White of whom you speak, he'll be down next week - July van service reminder

'ALLO. And indeed, 'allo.

Disclosing an unusually organised communications strategy, this follows last week's two-week warning. The PWF van will leave home on 13 July (next Monday). It has a few pickups to make in Blighty, and will trundle into the Alpine vastness early on 15 July. After a couple of days' work, it will head back to the UK, hoping like mad that MyFerryLink staff don't take it into their heads to set the channel tunnel afire once more.

The super-marvellous PWF warehouse here in scenic Dorset is at your disposal should you go shopping (a client has found a source of cheap Smeg fridges. Let us rejoice!), and the paint emporia of Dorchester are available if you're in decorating mode. Or we can work for you in a door-to-door kind of way.

Alas, while the Met Office threatened rain today the benificent microclimate of this lovely place means the clouds floateth dryly away to tiddle on somewhere further East. So must I with heavy heart take my leave of you, and go water the allotment after all. Bugger.

A bientot, chers Alpiniards.

Phil White

Philip White Freight

Oh my eye, it's nearly July! A Philip White Freight service date for you.

BON Mardi, chers Alpiniards

Living in the darkest South-West of England I am surrounded by atavists and pagans. Or so it would appear from the raggety droves that descended upon the region for the summer solstice a couple of days ago. It brought two thoughts to the fore: one went along the lines of "Why don't they all bugger off home instead of driving in flocks around the place when I want to get on with things?" The other was an inchoate yell of "Lordy me, it's nearly July already!"

The rump of June/nose of July is a crowded period here at PWF Towers. Partly thanks to Mrs White running an ultra in Italy, and partly due to work. As a result, the first July service will leave the UK on 13 July, and hit the Alps on 14 or 15 July. It will return a couple of days later.

As ever, the PWF warehouse is open to receive, well, wares. We also collect from your suppliers or your home.

A note about the future: due to a reorganisation of both the way we do things, and the way Mrs PWF works, a more frequent and regular service will shortly be available. I'm not going to bother your pretty heads with the details, but improvement is in the air. Give me a few weeks to get it all together, but it looks damn good.

Righto. To Italy. I bought a Panama yesterday, thus equipping me to support Mrs W's ultra assault in fine style - snoozing next to a chilly beer with my hat tipped over my nose. Cin cin!

A bientot,

Phil White

Philip White Freight

Welcome to the cheap seats: Cyan Teak Furniture's affordable quality shocker

BONJOUR, tout le monde.

Day of leisure be damned - here I am, tapping away at a hot Mac instead of heading for the beach. Which is frankly the best way to do a bank holiday if you live in a tourist trap like Dorset. All sorts of wonders will spew through Cyberspace from this office today, from much-delayed documentation to the schedule for the Early June Philip White Freight service to and from the Alps. Watch this space.

First though, a plug. We do this for businesses that we have worked with and found excellent. And Cyan Teak Furniture is really rather fine. It offers good-quality outdoor furniture (made from Teak, it seems), at prices so reasonable that several clients have still found it a bargain after paying our extortionate transport costs on top. A massive 'Lutyens' bench recently went to a very happy client down by Lac Leman, the perfect vantage point from which to ruminate on the limpid waters, and stuff.

From our standpoint, Cyan communicates well, has stock in when it says it has, and even makes us a cup of tea when we collect. So all-in-all, a company that I'm very happy to recommend to you, mes amis. Check it out at: http://cyan-teak-furniture.com.

And so away, to administrations new. Well actually to the kettle. The merest mention of tea has plunged me into a terrible thirst. Time for a brew.

Amietés

Phil White

Philip White Freight

Soon is the month of Maying, when Sprinter vans are playing: Philip White Freight has a mid-May service in mind.

BONJOUR, chers Alpiniards.

As I've been working rather too hard recently, I spent the morning hacking around Lulworth in Dorset, accompanied by my friend Stuart and my dog. Sun, sea and as it turned out, a pint of cider. Magical.

And illusory. For here I am back in the PWF office, talking to you about May. Because on the 12th of that fine month we shall set forth on a voyage Alpenwards. We will arrive late on 13 May, and spend the 14th delivering and picking up the vivid array of things you lovely people choose to ship to and fro. Then we shall return to the increasingly sunny embrace of dear old Blighty.

Ideally I would sit back now and await your mails, sucking philosophically on another pint of Old Rosie. In reality however, a load schedule, some accounting and the school run await. April, as an American once wrote, is the cruellest month...

A bientot, mes amis

Phil White

Spring! Forward! The Philip White Freight van in April

BONJOUR, tout le monde.

Next weekend we will be robbed of an hour’s kip. But after a coffee or two all shall be forgiven, as spring is allegedly here and ever-lengthening evenings stretch ahead. Oh, and Easter will be upon us.

Philip White Freight Towers is situated in the lovely county of Dorset, which is very much like living in the Alps. Not literally of course – the skiing in Lulworth is pretty woeful and you can’t parapente off the Cerne Abbas giant. But in the matter of being very popular during school holidays, oh yes… much like having a home in Cham or similar. This year the season of bunnies, eggs, crucifixion and resurrection will be marked by basically half my family and friends dropping by to indulge in country walks, coastal paddling and the wholesale destruction of cider and cream teas.

Naturally, instinct bids me to flee, to leap into my van and head south. But I’ve been informed by a higher power (Mrs White) that such an act should be regarded as verboten. So the early April PWF service will leave on 10 April, heading for the Alps. I will trundle into town a couple of days later, then return to Blighty.

The usual notices apply: should you be ordering things, they can come to our warehouse in Dorchester to join the wagon train. Or indeed, we can work door-door. Fire enquiries off via the Contact button on this very website.

So without further ado, bon Pacques, Alpiniards all. See you on the other side…