Cockwombles on holiday from northern Portugal crossing the road on a corner eight feet away from a pedestrian crossing gesturing at me like they are doing me a favour when I don't run them over...
Cockwombles on holiday from northern Portugal crossing the road on a corner eight feet away from a pedestrian crossing gesturing at me like they are doing me a favour when I don't run them over...
Cockwombles on holiday from northern Portugal crossing the road on a corner eight feet away from a pedestrian crossing gesturing at me like they are doing me a favour when I don't run them over...
Cockwombles on holiday from northern Portugal crossing the road on a corner eight feet away from a pedestrian crossing gesturing at me like they are doing me a favour when I don't run them over...
Northerners are the same everywhere
You only have to watch Games of Thrones to know that.
When two roads temporarily merge and the terrible signposting doesn't make it clear that you now have to look for another road number rather than the one you believed would take you to the end of your journey.
The food in Italy is distinctly average and the general standard of restaurants is below that of English ones. They don't even deliver everyone's meals together. Pizzas are often tasteless and the portion sizes are small.
The bread you often get with meals is often cheap and nasty too.
The food in Italy is distinctly average and the general standard of restaurants is below that of English ones. They don't even deliver everyone's meals together. Pizzas are often tasteless and the portion sizes are small.
The bread you often get with meals is often cheap and nasty too.
The food in Italy is distinctly average and the general standard of restaurants is below that of English ones. They don't even deliver everyone's meals together. Pizzas are often tasteless and the portion sizes are small.
The bread you often get with meals is often cheap and nasty too.
People waiting at traffic lights. I can't work out what is going through their minds. They know the sequence. They know the lights will be changing to green soon. Yet they wait until the lights change and then a few more seconds before realising that they need to move.
You can almost hear them thinking "What does that green light mean? Is it time to move? Oh yes, that's it. I had better put the car into gear, Now where is the hand brake? There it is. Slowly does it..." By the time these idiots have gone through this thought process you only get two cars through the lights and everyone is left grumpy still stuck at the lights. (Or you then get the idiots jumping red lights, which annoys me just as much).
When I learnt to drive I was taught always to be ready at any junction or lights and move at the earliest safe time to do so. That way The maximum number of people can move forward rather than pissing about like a complete tit and slowing everything up.
Claudia Winkleman. How does she get a show on the radio? Spent the whole interview with Paul Hardcastle tonight telling him to "stop it". Stop what you silly cow? Stop telling you about the story of 19 on its 30th anniversary? That's why he's on the programme. You stop it Claudia, stop presenting radio shows.
People complaining about how bad TV is. Don't get me wrong, it is appalling, but don't talk like there's no alternative. Go outside, play a game, read a book, (heaven forbid) TALK to your loved ones. Stop living your life by the TV guide.
People complaining about how bad TV is. Don't get me wrong, it is appalling, but don't talk like there's no alternative. Go outside, play a game, read a book, (heaven forbid) TALK to your loved ones. Stop living your life by the TV guide.
Why don't you, go go go (for the older ones on here)
The impact operation stack is having on other motorists as we are backed up waiting to board the Euro tunnel at Folkestone. People love the opportunity to get out their cars and contribute to the madness. One chap has taken it upon himself to assume the role of traffic police by standing on a roundabout furiously making signs with his arms as if he's pilled off his nut at a rave
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The food in Italy is distinctly average and the general standard of restaurants is below that of English ones. They don't even deliver everyone's meals together. Pizzas are often tasteless and the portion sizes are small.
The bread you often get with meals is often cheap and nasty too.
You can almost hear them thinking "What does that green light mean? Is it time to move? Oh yes, that's it. I had better put the car into gear, Now where is the hand brake? There it is. Slowly does it..." By the time these idiots have gone through this thought process you only get two cars through the lights and everyone is left grumpy still stuck at the lights. (Or you then get the idiots jumping red lights, which annoys me just as much).
When I learnt to drive I was taught always to be ready at any junction or lights and move at the earliest safe time to do so. That way The maximum number of people can move forward rather than pissing about like a complete tit and slowing everything up.
*Rhymes with...
It's a child get over it he/she can still be a right little shit and their behaviour leads me to believe they're Millwall...