Drove to Gatwick yesterday, got to the Hotel in one piece and the BMW made it all the way without so much as a grumble. Grabbed a shuttle into Gatwick Airport and did the twilight checkin – was relived when the checkin lady politely informed me that there would be something like 2500 checking in Today to fly – woohoo, Twilight checkin all the way. Sleep.
Up this morning at the cocks crow, and off to the Airport – fuckin checkin staff told me to be early, I was in Departures by bloody 8.20am – no boarding until like 10am or something – I hate waiting, but I hate being late even more!! Tiny seat (don’t belive that crap they tell you on their website), nice staff, niceish food, I’ll be landing in 2 hours and then it’s immigration (am I the only one who finds that insulting), taxi to the Paris then off to the Rio to find Andy who I hear is still in a tournament, making his millions no doubt :) Hello Nevada Desert! See you all later.
Completely off topic (with regards to this blog), but just wanted to share with you all that I’m off to the Nevada desert come Sunday morning – off to lose a fortune no doubt, and to come back to dear old blighty burnt to a crisp.
I don’t normally comment on the current state of the UK, but this has really got me going. You know, these fat idiots (ever seen a light-weight lorry driver) get paid between £31k and £35k a year for driving a lorry full of fuel up and down our motorways. They want like £42k a year to deliver our fuel. It’s not like their protesting for fuel duty or the inordinate cost of fuel – just a bunch of greedy bastards. Holding dear old blightly to ransom for nought more than a hefty pay increase (far out of line with current inflation). Teachers and Nurses get paid less than these lazy gits.
