The new London Bridge railway station. The layout is so mind-numbingly idiotic. What used to take 10 seconds from the platform to the street now takes about 3 minutes.
Weeks and weeks we've had it shoved down our throats, how the sport was invented in SCOTLAND, that every village in SCOTLAND had it's own pond that would freeze over and the villagers would all play on, that the stones are made by only one company in SCOTLAND and that the raw material is collected from only one island in SCOTLAND and no one else is allowed to go to the island, let alone make the stones.
Then they go and lose AGAIN, but this time to fooking Japan!?
Proud of yourselves? Hang your heads in shame.....
We went to the cinema first though and the amount of fat chavvy mums letting their kids talk throughout the film pissed me off. Also, loads of them turned up after the film had started disturbing everyone and having no consideration for anyone else trying to watch the film.
Suppose I shouldn’t have expected anything else in bexleyheath.
It’s the same all over the country . It’s why I love movies but hate cinemas.
No but it is especially bad in Bexleyheath. I live in Bexleyheath but never use the cinema for those reasons, amongst others.
Charlton being superb for the first 7 minutes of a game and shite for the next 83 minutes. Charlton lifers who post on wrong thread. That my soapbox isn't waterproof. Why does fat keep covering up my six pack. That so many thick youngsters go to university.
Visiting friends in new-build houses, with no parking and narrow winding roads. Realizing their house has four bedrooms, three toilets, but only space for one small car.
What I find amazing nowdays is that a 4 bed new build will have a smaller lounge than my 2 bed 1900 terraced house. How they expect a family of 4 to comfortably live in such a small space is beyond me.
It seems that today developers think we are incontinent, cycling neo georgian fans. Narrow roads, lazy design, too little parking, especially for visitors, and three toilets per house with nowhere to store anything.
How we accept shit service as a society. Just got back from a birthday brunch at Frankie and Bennies. It was meant to be a breakfast, got there at 10 for a half ten sitting, I eventually got a stone cold breakfast at 12pm. The drinks we ordered as we sat down didn't turn up until halfway through the food which I was sat angrily staring at, and the waitress, like all of these chain shit food establishments eventually asked how the food was and I very politely told her it was crap, stone cold. I got told they were busy, told them I didn't care how busy they were. Got offered another meal, said thanks but no thanks and said I don't expect to be changed for it. No problem, apart from me sitting there starving hungry watching the gannets we were with tell me to just eat it, this plate of cheap and nasty cold muck. Which actually annoyed me more than the kitchen staffs attitude to serving hot meals. As if it was my fault the food, that was going to cost a fucking tenner, was shite and cold.
I wasn't making a scene, I wasnt creating, yet I somehow feel that not eating shite like that is my fault. Then the saucy pricks didn't remove my food that no hadn't eaten from the bill. And again I'm being a nuisance by asking them to take it off. To compound things further I ended up weighing in for my wife's food that she later told me was rank and chipping in for the birthday boys food which means I'm 20 quid down l, ravenously hungry and, worst of all. As we are all standing outside saying our goodbyes these same people who were playing all embarrassed in the restaraunt were saying how shit their food was. At this point I nearly exploded with frustration. My food was shit, their food was shit, the service was shit, I'm the only one who mentioned it, I then get looked down on and called a grumpy bastard as if I chose for the dickheads working in the place to fuck something as simple as an English breakfast with toast up, and I'm twenty quid lighter for not having eaten since yesterday afternoon. No wonder shitholes like that exist, I never mind putting my hands deep in my pockets for decent food but these God awful chain muckhouses need to be eradicated. Or at least the people who frequent them. Fucking heathens
So people who blindly accept and pay for shit food and service are going into room 101.
I’m sitting in the Bexleyheath branch at the moment. The service is ok and the chicken bacon & avacado salad was lovely. Full of chavs with noisy kids though.
Speaking of eating, did you get that bit of salami I sent you in the internal post at work last Wednesday?
I have one side with a dangerous dog and the other side who has dumped their crashed car across two spaces in front of my house for the past two weeks despite using their front garden as an illegal driveway.
I can't tell you how much it infuriates me to see her coming and going from her illegal drive at her leisure whilst I have to park two streets away because of her inconsideration.
Is it Kylie?
The correct answer I was waiting for, S-O-Fittest was, 'I should be so lucky'.
The Daily Express: For years we had the Diana conspiracy, now at least once a week the front page is about the Weather. Ok its going to snow but don't panic Captain Mainwaring we will survive.
Stormzy or whatever he is called. Political parties falling over backwards to court him. He's just a bloke who shouts stuff with a very poor grasp of the English language.
No channel 4 HD on freesat. Poor, when tech is so advanced that you seemingly don't even need to have a TV licence or satellite dish these days.
The fact that there are probably more people with HD now than standard def yet the sky HD channels for BBC1, ITV and channel 4 are in random places and keep moving.
No channel 4 HD on freesat. Poor, when tech is so advanced that you seemingly don't even need to have a TV licence or satellite dish these days.
The fact that there are probably more people with HD now than standard def yet the sky HD channels for BBC1, ITV and channel 4 are in random places and keep moving.
And the fact that whenever my wife records something on those channels she selects the standard def.
‘How do I stop my little boy from getting night terrors?’
Ah yes, that’s the first place I’d head too if my child isn’t sleeping properly. Fuck seeking professional advice, or even an internet search engine. I know, ask on Facebook. The first reply comes in from Patsy from Erith who wisely contributes;
‘My mum always says don’t eat cheese or dairy products before bed, gives ya nightmares, dunno if that’s true or not lol xxx’
So good luck with that, when in doubt, cut out the dairylea dunkers.
‘How do I stop my little boy from getting night terrors?’
Ah yes, that’s the first place I’d head too if my child isn’t sleeping properly. Fuck seeking professional advice, or even an internet search engine. I know, ask on Facebook. The first reply comes in from Patsy from Erith who wisely contributes;
‘My mum always says don’t eat cheese or dairy products before bed, gives ya nightmares, dunno if that’s true or not lol xxx’
So good luck with that, when in doubt, cut out the dairylea dunkers.
‘How do I stop my little boy from getting night terrors?’
Ah yes, that’s the first place I’d head too if my child isn’t sleeping properly. Fuck seeking professional advice, or even an internet search engine. I know, ask on Facebook. The first reply comes in from Patsy from Erith who wisely contributes;
‘My mum always says don’t eat cheese or dairy products before bed, gives ya nightmares, dunno if that’s true or not lol xxx’
So good luck with that, when in doubt, cut out the dairylea dunkers.
It's the morons who share every part of their child's life on Facebook, often without their child's consent. Not realising who will be able to see it or will be able to find it in the future, because once it is on the internet it is very difficult to erase it completely.
‘How do I stop my little boy from getting night terrors?’
Ah yes, that’s the first place I’d head too if my child isn’t sleeping properly. Fuck seeking professional advice, or even an internet search engine. I know, ask on Facebook. The first reply comes in from Patsy from Erith who wisely contributes;
‘My mum always says don’t eat cheese or dairy products before bed, gives ya nightmares, dunno if that’s true or not lol xxx’
So good luck with that, when in doubt, cut out the dairylea dunkers.
To be fair... How many times do we all come on here asking for advise on random matters
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'I should be so lucky'.
Great spot VG.
Great spot.
‘How do I stop my little boy from getting night terrors?’
Ah yes, that’s the first place I’d head too if my child isn’t sleeping properly. Fuck seeking professional advice, or even an internet search engine. I know, ask on Facebook. The first reply comes in from Patsy from Erith who wisely contributes;
‘My mum always says don’t eat cheese or dairy products before bed, gives ya nightmares, dunno if that’s true or not lol xxx’
So good luck with that, when in doubt, cut out the dairylea dunkers.
xxx