Blast! I Just Broke a Glass
I like to document all my clumsiness, so that I try harder! I was looking for something to drink and found a bottle of Green’s Premium Golden Ale. it’s not my favourite, but I try to like it. Perhaps these thoughts made my hand slip with the opener and the bottle fell over on the tumbler and broke it!
I must be more careful, next time!
Where Have All the Hitch-Hikers Gone?
A letter in The TImes today asks this question and even ponders where drivers carrying trade plates have gone.
When I drove, I always gave people lifts and so did C.
In fact we were of an age, where many more people hitched than have ever since. In one case, C and I actually htched to London from Liverpool to tell her parents, that we were going to get married. Little thanks we got for being up-front and honest, as I was accussed if getting her pregnant. Not that she was as we just got married in time before she was! Or else it was a very long pregnancy!
But I used to enjoy hitching and I must admit, I’ve thought about it lately, as public transport is so bad round here. But then public transport was always bad in East Anglia and I can remember that you had to have a car as as eighteen-year-old as there were no buses or trains from Felixstowe to anywhere interesting. I suppose there were ones that got you there, but the last bus into the town was about seven in the evening.
But even in those days of the 1960s, hitching was not very productive in East Anglia and I can remember spending a whole day getting from the M1 to Felixstowe. Or on another occassion, when C was a mother’s help in the summer before we married in Norfolk with the Wright family, having to hitch or almost walk back to Felixstowe from Hingham.
But these days, there is usually some form of transport, so people don’t give lifts as they feel you must be some sort of low life to hitch. And because no one gives lifts, no-one tries!
Expensive Council Number Plates
The BBC is running an item this morning about how councils have very expensive number plates on official cars.
Apparently, Essex has already sold F1 for £375,000, but it may now be worth up to £5,000,000, so it would appear they may have been short changed.
Northampton would appear to have the most valuable one and that is NH1, which could be worth £400,000. But as they say, once sold you can’t cash in next year.
On the other hand, one person’s asset could satisfy another’s ego. So would it not be possible to lease the number plate for an appropriate amount of money?
Now, whilst we’re talking about number plates, could the lease apply to other council assets?
- How many expensive works of art are languishing in public hands, that people would pay to hire for a year, months or even a day?
- Councils have some desirable houses in valuable positions, that might be better rented than sold.
- Councils have some of the best car parking in the centre of towns. It should all be rented to those who can afford to pay!
- The list probably goes on!
Returning to number plates, I always remember that when I lived in the Barbican BP had the plate BPO 1L on a corporate limousine. Later I saw it on a transit mini-bus in the company’s colours. Do they still own it? It probably wouldn’t be a good idea after the Gulf Oil Spill.