Today was fairly awesome called up united with “hi can I get a taxi from 36 Frederica Road to classic eyes on Bourne Avenue then to the Train Station”
“would you like that now?”
“Yes”
“Would you like that now ?”
“YES”
We then proceeded to speed to the HSBC by the Lidl in Winton. I hop out and impatiently wait for the cue of people to hurry up. Unfortunatley my Moses of cues power was active so I couldn’t part my fellow materialists.
Cash no receit.
“3 minutes”
“Wasnt too bad”
The car leaps into life and we take the next right.
Several hundred yards down the road we stop in traffic and she says:
” that old man went under that bus”
Opening the door she looks back for several seconds, closing it she says:
“old man fell off the curb infront of that bus, the driver got out and helped him up”
“Oh I missed that”
I began to have serious doubts about a career in observational comedy at this point.
“..times your train?”
“twen’y passed”
“Bourne Avene?”
“yeah classic eyes bourne avenue”
We sped off down roads I’d never heard of and minutes later a familiar roundabout appears and I knew that seconds later on the left would be Bourne avenue!
…. but
Before that turning I had to stop and apreciate one particular road sign that always brings a smile. Just before the round-a-bout is a sign which reads “Think Bike” this sign is pure genious. Not only is it a sign that cycling is being taken seriously but it also sums up 90% of the girls you’re likely to see in the town centre thus preparing Bomo Square newbs.
We promptly stop at classic eyes for that classic static elevator music style time wasting moment where you have no control of the events.
We sped on taking several… TBC. (Too Be arsed to Continue)