It’s All In The Set Up

A few days in London is a blog post by Gotham Gal, who writes;

The greatest thing we can do as citizens of the world is to go and visit other cities, learn about their cultures, see different landscapes and experience something else.

Makes total sense to this chap …in fact couldn’t agree more.

Confused therefore as to why she then she goes on to write;

We got into town, dropped off our bags and went to lunch at Kiln.

and then went on to write a long boring post about Kiln, complete with pictures of what they all ate.

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This chap pursued the post to the end … expecting to find deep revelations and / or a connection to how the food, drink, company and ambiance all connected to her opening paragraph.

This was the final paragraph ;

We walked around a bit before meeting friends for dinner at Hide, a new spot across the street from Green Park. Big on wines and flowers. Nice seeing friends and drinking many bottles of wine before walking home for the evening.

Time to remove her from my news feed.

Unclear On The Principle

The signs were very clear, any small containers with liquids needed to be removed from the luggage and put into a separate see-through plastic bag – duly provided below said signs. You then – and only then – move on to the security check line.

A woman, four places in front of this chap must have missed the signs and is asked to unpack her luggage and โ€˜decantโ€™ right there in the security line.

You would have thought that seeing her going through this might have jogged the woman three places in front of this chap into action.

Negatory.

Maybe seeing two women unpack their bags on the inspection line might have reminded the woman two places in front of me.

Seemingly not.

The woman immediately in front of me turned to look at me and said

“Could I apologize on behalf of my gender.”

Apology accepted. We watched, without movement, along with the small line behind us as the other lines moved through at a pace.

Let This Be A Warning

True Story:

Mr. Bojangles stands across the bar from me, waxing lyrical about the inadequacy of his manager.

Tight 3 piece suit. Windsor knot on his Pink tie. Large Gold (colored) watch on one wrist, large Gold (colored) chain on the other. He needs to understand that more meaningful language and less profanity is a good thing to use when communicating. There is more Fโ€™ing and Blinding in his sentences than Chris Lochhead fits into his Legends and Losers podcast.

More even than this? Maybe he should take the challenge.

Pah! I stopped listening to that as well.

Well, you know there is some evidence that there is a positive link between profanity and intelligence…

With all due respect, Doctor Watson, what the video above – and the other doctor is talking about is fluency in swearing ….. that is the number of different swear words used … and with that I have to agree and ‘caaaaaan’t’ argue – it is not ‘cock’ and bull. Then again, have a gander at this!

“All due respect…” — such a reliable sign you’re about to be dissed.

Glad you spotted it! … anyway, he should pay attention.

Don’t Judge A Book By Its Covers

This chap has another blog – People First – over here, where recently he has been writing some short – very short – stories based on conversations he has had with people he meets.

He just wrote this story based on a semi overheard conversation – which somehow didn’t seem to fit the thread of the other site – but seemed perfect for here … so, without further ado …

“What you mean is that you don’t know!”

“What will he say?”

“Seriously?”

“Well look – he’s going to be OK … but … “

“How could you?”

Half heard exchanges. Well – not really exchanges, the words were all coming from the little guy. The ‘alpha dog’.

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The big guy. The one with ‘the tats’ is silent, just looking – unclear if he was listening but lets say if you passed him on a street, you’d probably cross the road. He is absolutely not someone you want to meet on your own around the allies and arches of London Bridge. Which is where the three of us were heading. Continue reading “Don’t Judge A Book By Its Covers”

Sometimes You Overlook The Obvious

This chap just had a read of this. It is a Russian propaganda guide to stealing your roommates Burrito.

It struck him that they missed the obvious one:

“Roommate mysteriously falls from radioactive park bench, dies of broken neck. D-Notice issued.”

Never eschew the obvious. Or the unbelievable. Both can defeat the application of Occam’s Razor. Not that it can’t be misapplied, of course…

Continue reading “Sometimes You Overlook The Obvious”

Salt and Pepper

The chaps are oft brought to write about observations they see, read and hear. This piece is different. This piece is a simple story of a real-life experience. That said – as always – we hope the opinion seeps through!

This chap won’t name the place, to protect the innocent. Suffice to say, a restaurant known for their breakfast and highly rated at that.

Breakfast served, and this chap asked if he could get some Salt and Pepper.

Once the waiter understood that when asking for Salt and Pepper, this chap meant that he would like some Salt and Pepper, said waiter wandered off (this chap assumed) to get some Salt and Pepper. Continue reading “Salt and Pepper”