Thursday, late lunch-time- and only a small window of time, but may just enough to nick across the road from the office where I was based that day, to get to the cash-point, and pick up some spends ready for the reunion weekend and to put the promised £10 on Techie’s phone, plus get a bite to eat from the Co-op?
The first hurdle was the pedestrian crossing. Dum-de-dum. Come on. So slow….but not worth the risk of trying to run across with lorries thundering past.
Then I reached the cash-point and with the sun glare on the green screen I couldn’t see the display, but I pushed in my card and then shaded the screen with my hands.
Still no display.
Darn it, I thought -or words to that effect, it’s not working.
I pressed the card return and no card rolled back out… but instead, weirdly, a small screw driver head poked out and waved around – a bit like a worm blindly sniffing the air. I looked about — looking for the camera. Surely this was some kind off joke? Continue reading “Honestly you couldn’t make this up…”
Boadicea's Chariot 