Parking: Kensington and Chelsea ,
or Brighton ?
I had to pay and display in roadside bays yesterday evening
(Brighton ) and this morning (Notting Hill
Gate). Brighton had fewer visitor bays.
Brighton had more empty resident only bays (although it was a different time of
day), and Brighton was significantly dearer.
Half as much again as Kensington and Chelsea.
Sean Lock…
Was very, very funny. Just that. Thanks to BLISS for the
anniversary present, for driving and squeezing her car into the smallest of
spaces (free (and a space I’d’ve driven straight past giving it large amounts
of “no-way, Jose!”)). She laughed so much she was close to an asthma attack,
and I had to keep wiping the tears away because my glasses were steaming up.
Arsenal cultivating a winning habit
Arsenal smashed Napoli in
the first twenty minutes, and then looked the more likely to score for the
remaining seventy. I know it can’t and won’t last forever, but winning does
become habitual, confidence and belief and making good decisions will begin an
upward spiral, and I don’t care how wide apart Mesut Ozil’s eyes are, or how
many fags Jack Wilshire gets through on a night out, we’re going well at the
moment.
About time too…
…the reclining airplane seat is going to be a thing of the
past. I must admit I’ve not had any really bad experiences, I’ve just leant
forward and politely explained that, actually, reclining your seat is simply
impossible, as my knees are already jammed tight and there’s nowhere for it to
go, and that has nipped things in the bud. There are some horror stories about
stroppy folk, unable to do the right thing for whatever reason, insisting on
the ‘right’ to make another’s life miserable.
BLISS’ emergency biscuits…
…came out in the theatre. You know those things that hang up
in budgie cages with the seeds held in some sort of matrix? Imagine one of
those sliced thinly. That’s what she was eating (with relish). In a real
emergency, though, she’d survive and I would starve. Earlier, and realising
that it was past midday and I’d not had any water to drink, I almost took a
swig from a bottle in the car. The bottle I’d used to top up the washers with,
with some leftover diluted window-washer liquid in the bottom.
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