Comedy of errors!

Well winter came yesterday so finally the train operators had an excuse. Two inches of snow and everything ground to a halt, including the ability of rail staff to do their jobs apparently. Briefly:

My train was cancelled - no announcement.
Next train was cancelled - no announcement.
The train after these two only had four carriages

.....so approx 20 carriages worth of people were crammed in like sardines.

Before my train, a fast non stopping service, was allowed to depart, they allowed a slow, stopping service to depart thus slowing us down all the way as we were on the same track.

Is this what made Britain great? I think we all know the answer.

A pair of pints...no more!

Grave news from La Boots today - The Mother Black Cap might have closed down or at least be temporarily out of action for refurbishment. The bastion of beery bliss, the toast of the wineries and the apple of my cidery eye (ice in the cider) could be no more.

I think we've been in here too long. I feel unusual. I think we should go outside.

That bloody boiler...

Frankly I've been humilated before....in fact many times, but nothing had prepared me for my boiler ceasing to perform it's basic functions...like heating water for example! Washing one's hands, taking a shower, were out of order!

There are a few times in my life where I have felt degraded....and other than this, none are fit for my Ear-Trumpet blog. This time, it was horrific. To my dear "wife to be's"credit she boiled lots of water but I still found myself in a bath which had an inch and a half of luke warm water with me using a Pyrex measuring jug to wash my hair.....oh how the mighty have fallen!

King of the Apes...not!

Apparently, tomorrow is 'grab a gibbon' day. Note to self - take a fruit hamper with me when I leave the house.