How was your day? (Random off topic chat)

BANK HOLIDAY TOURISTS. GO AWAY YOU DON'T LIVE HERE. *shakes hoe and chews straw angrily*

Still miffed from all the terrible bank holiday drivers this weekend, tailgating me/overtaking and driving at 60 in a 40 zone (it's 40 for a reason... the road is lined with ponies because, uh, it's the New Forest), or the van behind me at a crossroads beeping at me to go when, due to high trees obscuring his vision, he can't see the huge stream of traffic coming at 60mph in both directions... so no, van man, I won't drive out into the middle of CERTAIN DEATH because you are too impatient to wait.

All the tailgaters found out that I slow down to 20 if they're tailgating me in a 30 zone, 30 if it's 40, etc. Some of them got a cheery wave out the window. Bless narrow country lanes, for they are twisty, and BMW drivers with small - er - self-esteems cannot overtake in rage.

I see Trump has his state visit booked, whatever you feel about the royal family you have to feel for the Queen, fancy having to have him over again after he treated her so rudely last time. And all the police etc who will see their leave going out the window.

Having had the procedure under local anaesthetic I can confirm that it was a very painful experience. It didn't help with the surgeon having to cut into my jaw bone as well. Personally, if I had to have another op, Id go down the sedation route to be honest. 

Finally going to get my hair cut after work. First time visiting this salon (first ever salon visit actually) and this will be the first time someone else has cut my hair in over 20 years since my previous hairdresser has moved a considerable distance away. Now I’m just faffing over whether to wash my hair before I go or not, no idea whether they’ll do it there or not and it’s not exactly the best looking right now.

As a Yorkshireman I love anything free, so made the mistake of catching the free bus around Manchester city centre. Truth is, I was a little bit scared of being chased through the streets by a wild bear.

Every other passenger was a woman of a certain age, pulling an overnight case, looking for ABC Premier Inn , or XYZ Travelodge. The driver, who had the patience of a saint, spent more time giving directions than actually driving.

Take That has a lot to answer for!!!

I'm audibly drooling. LUSCIOUS SUGGESTION

That last comment probably a good thing Dawnstar , for your liberty at least. My sympathies - I've had similar experiences with our in-house, in-country IT support team.

In other news... has anyone ever used www.broadwayroulette.com/? Am heading across the pond for a weekend with my best mate and her daughters later in the year and she's suggested we give them a whirl (sorry).

What a day to be a Blade, even if in name only. How wonderful to work in an office or factory and have bragging rights for once, at least until 10 August.

I can't imagine how gutting (one for the English gripes thread) it must be to be a Wednesdayite. Perhaps my very good friend BurlyBeaR is able to help? 

At least we now know who ate them all, and why you are BurlyBeaR!

Never liked him. I hate people who whisper all the time.

I remember an entry in Private Eye's old True Stories column about a police officer who'd e.g. stop a driver, explain they were speeding, then say "Let's see what Sooty says, shall we?" and reveal a Sooty on one hand, make it whisper in his ear while he nodded and said "Hmm, yes" then say to the driver "Sorry sir, Sooty says you're nicked."

I believed it. It seemed entirely in character.

Today's fun fact: Harry Corbett was the nephew, on his mother's side, of Harry Ramsden the fish and chips magnate.

Even to this day, everyone in Yorkshire is called Harry...myself included. TallPaul is just an alias.

It's reyt confusing in Starbucks. "Mocha latte frappe for Harry."

I'm joking. There are no Starbucks in the grim north. 🙂

I'm TRYING, I really am! I'm so lonely

Had a "manspreading" guy gently but firmly pressing his leg against me at Six (yes, was definitely his leg). I was already sat with my ankles crossed (like a lady), in my own seat, but this dude decided he needed more room. So I deployed my Thunder Thighs(tm) and pressed back. He moved after a couple of songs.