notes from a day out
1. while it’s very good for the environment not to flush every time you use the toilet, it’s perhaps better to keep that policy for the privacy of your own home, rather than say, a museum loo. and in any case, brown goes down.
2. if you ask a waiter if they have vodka at the resturant, despite there being a prominent cocktails board nearby, he will not have the energy to speak but will look at you and slightly flex his head at your idiocy (caused not by gormlessness - for once! - but by not having glasses on).
3. if someone is sitting in your train seat, you do not have the right to sit in someone else’s train seat and say “there’s nothing we can do” to the rightful owners of the seat. (i nearly stood and screamed until they moved but it wasn’t my seat. someone was in my seat, but they gave up gracefully.)
4. if you want to go and interrogate someone you’ve never met before about whether the proportions in george stubbs’ paintings look a little bit off… er, don’t.
despite all that, i had a nice time looking at scrub and whistlejacket (or as my mum exclaimed when we found the gallery and saw the big ad hanging on the side: “whistlepocket!”) this weekend. there was delicious lasagne, and vodka, and hot chocolate and a very, very unintentionally funny announcer man on the train (who my mum said was a woman, so she needs her ears syringing out more than she thinks) who was in a bad mood after the signaller made an error (direct quote: “a MAJOR cock-up”) and kept passive-aggresively explaining after every stop why we were running late. i’m sure you have to be very stressed out to use the PA system to criticise your colleagues but it’s very entertaining for the rest of us.