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Sunday, November 27, 2005

Fur Coats and no knickers

Troon has a bit of a reputation for the above, I am sure there are many regional variations of the theme, however thewife and I were amazed to see a Troon "Lady" in action. Twas thewife's birthday yesterday so on account of us going out for dinner, we didn't do much shopping, so come this morning there was nothing with which to cobble together a breakfast (okay to be honest it was brunch). Morrison's in Troon do a decent all day breakfast. So we headed off there. It was busy, no vacant seats, but we'd already poured coffee out and decided we'd wait. I was bloody starving actually so we were going nowhere. They have a sign which advises people to order before sitting down which means that people have a better chance of getting a seat once they have ordered. Of course Mrs Smug Git of Troon decides that she'll have a seat whilst her friend queues. Eventually we get a seat opposite Mrs Smug Git and I'm giving her the evil eye. Anyway when her friend gets there with her tray, she has a pack of sandwiches and a pot of tea. Whilst she's opening her sandwiches I notice that Mrs Smug Git is munching away on one. Now she hadn't bought it there, her friend hadn't given her it because she had just opened her own, so she must have brought it with her. Bastard, not only does she steal the seats from paying customers, she's got the brass neck to bring her own grub with her! We get confirmation of this as once she's finished her sandwich, she's back in her "Tesco" bag for another and a biscuit. Staff haven't noticed a thing and I'm sure they don't care either. I watch them through the window as they leave in a bloody big Mercedes. That's Troon for you. Meanwhile 3 kids of about 12 are having a whale of a time arseing about at a nearby table, filling a cup with miniature milk cartons, loads of them, then its sauce, and vinegar and they just keep getting up and going for more milk. Their table is a mess and still the staff can't be arsed to do anything about it. That's Troon for you.

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Tuesday, November 22, 2005

Hey Joe

A weekend of wining and dining to the extent I was far too busy to do much else. Then on the back of another fine win at last week's quiz, I reckoned a Monday Flexi day should see off any unwanted effects of an excess of alcohol.

Uncle Joe, the man with the shirts, at work had us in stitches recalling how a relative had been advised to rent My Name is Joe, given that they lived in the tenement block where much of the filming was done, and also that they lived in the same block as one of the main actors (Peter Mullen probably.) She had gone along to the video shop no less than three times before she laid her hands on a copy. After viewing it she called to say that she didn't recognise any of the locations in the film, or any of the actors. This despite the fact that each time she went to the video shop, she explained to the staff that she really wanted to see it because she lived in the same tenement, the actors had visited her house one Hogmanay, she was practically on first name terms with the main character. Uncle Joe, asked again if she hadn't recognised anything from the film and then double checked on the film she rented. Turned out she got Meet Joe Black. She now can't go anywhere near the video shop as the staff clearly think she's a delusional who believes that not only does she live in the same block as Brad Pitt, he also pops over occasionally for New Year.

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Friday, November 18, 2005

I'd buy tickets

I would. I'd buy tickets just to watch Conrad Black languish in jail.

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Friday, November 11, 2005

Bad Joke

A man visits a zoo. They have only one animal. Its a dog. Its a shitzu!

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Monday, November 07, 2005

Ice with that?

Just saw this trailer for the new release of Titanic on DVD. Selling point was an alternative ending! Perhaps it doesn't sink then.


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Back from nowhere

Believe it or not, I had actually carefully prepared a post on Friday only to see it disappear from before my eyes as the computer crashed. That was it, I wasn't going to rewrite it all, however I decided I would after all. Been on holiday the week before last, went nowhere, not even the internet. Thoroughly relaxing week, went by really quickly though.

Colleague at work just got back last week from Cancun. Horrendous experience, 3 days of sun and sea followed by a hurricane and a frightening aftermath of guns, looting and fear, with the British Consulate offering to get them to Dallas, where they'd have to find there own way home. Fortunately American Airlines, who they flew with got them all the way home safely. The boss's boss happened to say that he hadn't see her around for a while and she explained she'd been on holiday in hurricane hell. "Oh" he said, "did you have a nice time?" Managers huh.

I was going to rubbish citizenship tests, but its a bit late for that. Did think that the anecdote in Lucy Mangan's Guardian piece was brilliant though.

There, that wasn't so hard. Bit more regular from now on then.

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