Getting up at 8am, showered and dressed in order to leave at 8.45am for Bristol hifi show. I text Dawson just as I was leaving to confirm that I’m picking him up at 9.15 in Newport, only to have it pointed out that the show is next weekend!
It is next weekend and I’ll be there on the Friday.
This is day 3 without a personal mobile phone - mine has decided to stop charging. It’s switched off with 19% battery, ready for the local repair place to fix it next week.
I’m actually starting to enjoy not having it - good bye on demand whatsApp, LinkedIn, Instagram, email, silent phone calls and pointless photos that I never look at.
Not to mention not walking into street furniture/traffic/pedestrians and also appreciating how lovely springtime/girls/face-to-face conversations can be .
Popped in Tesco and played a tune on the piano, Amy disowned me
Take the tuba next week
Owls are famously dim - a fact enthusiastically endorsed by our host last night, who rejoices in the name of ‘Mark Birdsall’ - the really dim ones hunt from perches near roads where it’s easy to see rodents scuttling across. Unnatural Selection is of course removing them from the gene pool. Never seen so many barn owls as I did when I lived in West Oxon; round here it’s tawnies that are common-as, which is cool, because they’re the ones that make the cool noises.
Becoming grumpier and grumpier. 13 hours flying, arsehole travellers holding up the queues at immigration at Changi Airport, the hotel TRIED to move us to a sister hotel (in the middle of nowhere) due to overbooked reasons (resulting in a strop and staying put with an upgrade), most of the food outlets in the Bugis area closed because of Sunday reasons and getting out later than planned (did get some lovely dumplings, and Char Kway Teow though), and realising most of this was US being unused to long haul travel bollocks.
Right now I feel quite old and frustrated.
Well done,
It is a Dad’s job to embarrass teenage kids
Jerry Lee Lewis impression for the win.
Welcome to my world
Don’t blame you for the strop. The last three hotels we’ve stayed in the the UK and Ireland have tried similar shit with us IIRC. Simply saying no repeatedly works every time.
Cunts.
Seconded - all people are all cunts all of the time. A strop at least releases the pent-up rage and may avert an aneurysm…
Nice. Complementary trotter-sheathes are always welcome.
You should tantrum again in the hope of some cankle-warmers by the looks of it.
FoL#1 Ellie got a Falconry day for Xmas, it was brilliant, apart from her stuffing her car into a hedge on the way there…
Careful Rob, she’s gonna break some hearts
Once she has finished breaking his bank account I hope.