My Place in The Sun
I was in The Sun yesterday, just under Pippa Middleton at the bottom of page 29. Under the headine, He Choos He Scores, it said the following.
Londoner James Miller, 64, will use trains and buses to visit 92 Football League grounds in alphabetical order in 29 days.
Not strictly true, as I’m allowing myself the 31 days of October, but they obviously didn’t have any more space.
C once appeared on page 3 in The Sun. A case involving a saucy farmer, where she was defending the two women, who attacked him, was published many years ago.
The Shelf Life of M & S Gluten Free Sandwiches
On My 92 Clubs trip, I shall be relying heavily on Marks and Spencer’s gluten-free sandwiches. In their Upper Street branch on Sunday, I saw an egg & tomato salad sandwich reduced to £1.25. The Sell/Use By Date was the 18th of September, as this picture shows.
A Reduced Marks & Spencer Gluten-Free Sandwich
I decided to put them in my fridge and see what they tasted like after a few days.
I eventually had them for my lunch yesterday, the 20th, and they were as delicious as they usually are.
I shall be checking the store every time, I go to the Angel. After all, where can you get a wholesome gluten-free snack for £1.25?
The Door Finally Broke
I said in my post on Eastfield, that a child was constantly playing with the electric door.
A Broken Door at Eastfield
The door eventually broke, as the picture shows.
Another Train Delay
Last night when I went to Ipswich, the trains were delayed because of someone being hit by a train at Romford. One member of staff thought it was a suicide. From the traffic reports during thye day, I also got the impression, there had been another suicide in West London.
We didn’t get this number of suicides on the train lines, when it was easier to buy drugs in the chemist to take a fatal overdose. So you stop it one way and then people change their tactics.
C once did the divorce for a paramedic, who used to climb under the trains to get people out, after they had jumped in front of a tube train. Often they didn’t succeed in their aim and just lost both of their legs.
Let’s face it, some have worried that I might commit suicide after the last few years I’ve had.
But whilst I can still carry on, I will.
There might come a time, when I am in so much pain, that suicide might be a better option for some. But I suspect, I’ll still carry on, as after all, when the lights go out, there is nothing there at all!
Project Management – NuLabor Style
When I read stories like this, I get very angry.
The new fire control centres didn’t benefit anybody and cost everybody in the UK ten pounds.
I hope the idiots who put this forward were fired. But I suppose if they were, they probably got a gold-plated pension.
I also hope that the company who didn’t deliver the computer system, don’t get another government contract! But they always do!
I Want One
When I first saw a giant Anglepoise lamp, I knew that I wanted one.
However, I want one in a brass colour to go with my decor.
I think the best bet is to buy one second-hand and get it plated.
But it won’t be cheap.
Infuriating IKEA
I sorted my bedroom out and ordered some new inserts for the wardrobe from IKEA. They were supposed to be delivered on the 22nd.
But now, I find that IKEA can’t deliver until some time in October, which isn’t much use to me.
So I’ve cancelled the order and will reorder it again after my trip.
Despite having my landline, they always ring on my mobile number. The calling number is always Private so I don’t know who’s phoned. So I’ve now removed the mobile number from their database.
A South African Joke
The British tell Irish jokes, the Dutch tell some about Belgium and all the friends I’ve ever had from Zimbabwe have told jokes about stupid South Africans, usually of Boer ancestry.
Here‘s a true story about some South Africans who went to New Zealand for the rugby. Instead of booking a hotel in Eastbourne, a suburb of Wellington, they booked one in Eastbourne, by the sea in Sussex.
I suppose it could have been worse. There’s another Eastbourne in County Durham, wghich is even further away. They could have watched the athletics yesterday and the Great North Run today, though.
I’ve Hardly Ever Slept Like I Did Last Night
I fell asleep on the living room floor at about 17:00. I got up about 20:00 and then went to bed, where I slept some more.
I did get up at about two in the morning for an hour or so, but other than that I slept through until five, when I got up to watch the rugby.
It could be the hay fever drugs. Either they’re sending me to sleep or they’re winning.
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