Thursday, 6 November 2008

I got nothing to do-oo-ooooh...

...but hang around and wait for coach drivers to finish their fags.

How come they stop at a 'service station' for a 30 minute break, where there's feck all apart from coffee.

And then they stop at the cash & carry warehouse for a 10-15 minute shopping trip?

Half an hour to buy and drink a coffee, but 15 mins to get round a huge warehouse, look through the alchohol & wotnot, check prices, decide what you want, and go off to pay for it. And try and get chips.

That aren't allowed on the coach, coz they smell.

Wish I'd never left and hid in the shrubbery and become a real life Ben Gunn in the Piratey Area...

Oh well,

C'est la vie.