Thursday, 19 March 2009
The trips themselves, which I sampled myself were pretty colourful affairs. On one occasion, the fairly ropy old minibus in which a dozen paying customers found themselves sitting, developed a flat tyre on the M25. While most tour guides might have been perturbed by such a potentially disastrous mishap, my friend relished the opportunity to regale his captive audience with a tirade of anecdotes, fascinating insights and some of the funniest jokes you could ever wish to hear.
It later transpired that 90% of these delightful passengers were in fact my friend' s psychiatric patients.
This Sunday my friend's wife is arranging a fairly swanky surprise 50th birthday party for her extraordinary husband. To my knowledge, no minibuses have been lined up.
Posted by Anonymous at 08:56
We seem to have this desperate need to create superfluous words in an attempt to make ourselves sound more serious, more mature, more corporate. But the stark reality is that we all sound a great deal more stupid as a result.
I remember an old English teacher bemoaning the use of the term, 'at this moment in time'. Why, he asked couldn't we suffice with the one word 'now'?
Posted by Anonymous at 04:41