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Date: 08 December 2006 22:17:57
I feel distinctly old and creaky. Why is it that men - usually men - keep calling me 'dear,' or worse - 'my dear.' It used to be men old enough to be my father; now even the younger ones have started. Like the chap behind the counter in the railway cafe this evening. Am I that decrepit?!
Anyway, I've spent the afternoon visiting family in deepest, darkest Surrey. Dave will be glad to know that I took his advice and travelled by train, thus avoiding Guildford Borough Council' s exciting and simple to use Park and Ride Scheme. However, all was not lost. On emerging from the station I was somewhat taken aback to be faced with a large poster asking if I was prepared for a flood. Closer examination showed this not to be an recruitment drive for one of the more err...'extreme' cults, but a warning to local firms to 'be prepared' should the worst happen. Seeing as Guildford has been flooded in the past. (I vaguely remember having a day off school due to this once) this was only sensible. Makes a change from posters exhorting you to save water, I suppose. Out of interest, does the region still have a hosepipe ban?
Then, as I wandered over to the shopping centre I saw yet another notice exhorting me to 'buy 4 breakfasts - get one free!' You'll be glad to know that I resisted the temptation. Although I did buy a packet of crisps to sustain me during the long, hard tramp up the hill. Guildford being Guildford it has very posh shops. It even has high- class crisps. Where else could you get Oven Roasted Chicken with Lemon and Thyme flavour? What next? Caviar? Roast pheasant?