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The Hills are alive...

I apologise, I’ve been neglecting my blog of late. It is, however, Friday afternoon, 3pm, and my mind is beginning to wander.
I was wondering, am I a bad commuter?
When somebody cuts in front of me as I walk to work, why do I continue to walk straight ahead, deliberately ploughing into their ankles and heels?
When somebody is walking with a pronounced swing of the arms, why do I ignore the flailing arms and let them whack me as I walk past them?
When somebody carries a folded umbrella horizontally, as it were a sword or dagger, why do I purposefully walk into it?
I am bad. But people who cut in front of me are thoughtless, people who swing their arms violently are ludicrous and umbrellas should be carried vertically.
I do tolerate wheelie suitcases, but only because once or twice I’ve had to bring one to work.
In other news, I went to the Sound of Music in the West End last night… and I can’t get ‘High on a hill with a lonely goatherd’ out of my head.
11.5.07 15:09
 


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pog (11.5.07 16:28)
That'll be the zombie goatsmilk feta that's done that. You knows it.


Daxy / Website (14.5.07 08:37)
*Acknowledges Pog's in-depth goat-herding knowledge*


click (19.12.11 12:05)
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