Morning. On the train up to a couple of meetings in North London. Trains are ****ed so probably going to miss the first one but I’ll get paid the same amount and nothing in life really matters anyway so all good until we lose tomorrow.
Words you don't want to hear in a Friday morning telephone conversation; '"I've said for my Mum and Dad to come up tonight for tea". That's great. That's Friday evening ****ed.
When they arrive you should enact the proper meaning of tea, give them a cuppa and then send them on their way
Friday night is my BBC 4 night. I really don't want my ma in law sat there like she's chewing a lemon asking 'what's this?' It's TOTP from 1974 and no, I'm not turning over. Go get me another rum and ginger beer ffs.
Was looking at a news item where young people had travelled from other villages and towns to come and help clean up a big church in Valencia after the flooding. Very heartening to see the positive side of fate and turning something bad into good, by rising to lifes challenges and all mucking in to help one another.
The kids aint thought it through, some turned up in white t shirts and no boots So completely covered in shhite now, but well done them.
Death toll up to 205 in Valencia so well surpassed the 1957 floods death toll. Seems the problem was many people stayed in their cars which they've said is actually the wrong thing to do - maybe they were trying to drive away from it, no idea, but suppose the speed the flood came in, you didn't really have much time to react or think about anything and were just caught up in the mayhem.
