This morning has not started well as my knee has decided to punish me for a week of exercise, I may well have to strap it up later to keep I quiet. The day will get better though as I’m off out with Dave for a beer on the Isle*
I purchased my single ticket this morning from a staffed ticket office, a rare commodity these days, and apparently I looked stupid well at least that’s how it appeared:
“just a single?”
“that will be £6.70”
“are you sure you won’t be coming back today?”
I am not sure if this was up selling, perhaps I was supposed to say ‘oh you know what its a long day, sod it I will come home’. Really, I am an adult if I ask for a single its not an opening challenge its actually because I have considered my travel plans and selected the most appropriate ticket choice. This is not the minefield of saver,super saver, apex saver and strawberry jam Tuesday saver question for which you need a degree in ticketology,it is a simple matter of one way or both. Next time I will stand at the window and consider further, ‘hmm well I could cancel the hotel and come back today which would mean a return’ and then after further thoughtful looks I will declare ‘upon reflection its all rather too much trouble, cancel the transaction I shall return to my sofa and read a book thank you for challenging my ill thought plans’.
In other news Helen tells me that she did the perfect judging for carnival queen last night, of the three entrants two asked her to pick the other girl and she did. Ok in years to come the red tops will decry her taking a dive on the judging and flaunt pictures of psychologically scarred contestants but hey for last night what an easy number.
*Note: any late blogs may be deleted when sober