probably as it was the last local night of Jerry Springer the Opera, the cast went for a drink in the same pub we ended up in. Jesus thanked us profusely for our feedback, seemed like they didn't get to speak to so many punters after the event. I guess the half empty circle discouraged them.
Every time I hear a gobby idiot talking about integration in the multiculturalism debate I wonder if we should apply the cricket test to anybody migrating across the country. How many Sun readers would support the idea that they owe their loyalty to the football club they live closest to rather than the one they grew up supporting? We could have entrance exams across counties, boroughs even in London. Actually, London would probably collapse after deporting all the scousers and geordies.
One evening a few weeks ago I waited at a bus stop. It had been a long day at work and the bus route back home had dropped to an hourly service. While I sat in the shade of a shelter a mild breeze chilled me.
With half an hour until mine was due I spotted a bus of the same route approaching from the wrong direction. Knowing that the bus takes about 15 minutes to get to the end of the route and deciding that sitting on it would be warmer and slightly less boring, I scampered across the road to meet it. Managing to run in front of it and not get flattened (Gonzo had too much influence on me as a child) I got on.
"If you want to go the other way mate, the next one is along in a minute."
"The timetable says it's half an hour."
"This bus is going out of service. Once it gets to the end of the route, it's not coming back."
"Oh right, well I'll just go a few stops then."
"Your bus will be along any minute, I'd wait if I were you."
"Well, OK ..."
Off the bus, watch it go and then back to the bus stop which now felt even chillier.
Half an hour later, the same bus with the same driver comes back. As I get on, he mutters "The other bus broke down". I go home.
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