Random points:
If you ever wondered what Jack McConnell's part in the grand scheme of things in British politics was then Breakfast TV earlier in the week told us what it was. McConnell is Scotland's first minister and was partly responsible for introducing the smoking bans in pubs. England are going to be doing the same so they had Jack on to talk about how it went in Scotland. However the caption revealed his name to be Jack O'Connell. Not really a good sign when national TV don't even know who he is. To make matters worse there was also an interview with Patricia Hewitt the Health Secretary and she referred to Jack McDonnell. Not just once but twice.
This seems to imply that the Scottish Parliament isn't really that significant for the rest of the country.
How cool is fog? It completely changes the way you view the landscape. On the train down to York yesterday, everything was shrouded in fog. It gives trees, buildings etc a real creepy vibe and I often think it could be any era you are in. It was almost like the train was going back in time. Until you hit a city of course. This theme continued in York where the city walls and York Minster would just suddenly appear out of the fog. Both are very impressive structures but take on an added mysterious edge.
Why do train companies bother with putting your seat number of the ticket when you purchase in advance. From the trains I have been on recently it's just a free for all and the seat number means nothing. On the way back from York I was supposed to be in coach G but the coach letters went E, F, H, I. Thankfully I managed to get a seat despite the train being packed. They should either enforce sitting in the correct seat or not even bother with the illusion of reserving seats. It just creates resentment and unhappy passengers.
I was quite amused to read about the group of disabled male strippers who have christened themselves the Crippendales. What a genius name.
If someone has a Paul Frank t-shirt you would think that they have a bit of cash to spend on clothes and that they like to look fashionable. Apparently not going by the guy I saw yesterday in York. He was dressed like an old hippy tramp with dirty cagoule, colourful weightlifter style trousers, dirty white trainers, long straggly hair and a baseball cap. Topped off with a Paul Frank t-shirt. Maybe he thought he looked cool.....
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