Where's Ernie.

I got a reply from the council this morning by e-mail (see “Here We Go Again”) explaining that paint was hazardous waste, (oh! Really), the e-mail goes on to tell me where I can dump my paint.  I know where to dump my b****y paint – exactly fourteen miles from where I live, that’s why I wrote to them in the first place.   The point that 130,000 other souls who live in Norwich  would have to make the same journey if they wanted to dispose of scrap paint was completely missed by the council.    Never mind I’ll write again tonight.

 

It’s cold, wet and very windy as I make my way to the aviary but something is not as it should be – no sign of Ernie.  I check out the places where he normally lies in  wait for me.   The shed roof – no Ernie,  behind the Pear tree – not there either.    Very strange.   As I get to the first shed I expect the red flash to appear, but he doesn’t.  It takes about half an hour to feed and water the parakeets, I am finished and still no sign of Ernie.  Even though he is a real nuisance I miss him, a bit like haemorrhoids.

 

The wife and I go to Tesco World, we don’t normally go on a Wednesday but the carpet fitter is coming tomorrow.  Have you ever noticed how things in supermarkets keep getting moved?  If the punters know where everything is they can whip round in no time and be away.  If they have to search for things they see lots of things they don’t really need but they buy them because they think they do.   Nor is there a clock visible inside supermarkets that is to encourage people to take their time and spend lots of money they can’t really afford.   

 

Shopping trolley syndrome is rife this morning – that’s when a shopping trolley is attached to some humans it affects their senses.  They drive into other shoppers; block the aisles by parking across the walkways.  Worst of all they end up in family groups and have long meetings, sometimes four trolleys deep so no no-one can pass.

Have you seen the number of trolleys with babies in them – some of them have two little mites amongst the groceries – must be buy one get one free.

 

 

 

posted on 10 February 2008 16:16 by I Don't Believe It

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