Well, its stirkes that dominate the news today, and my day as well. Not that I was on strike, I'm not allowed to do that (member of a professional body and all). A big well done to all the coucil workers who managed to cause total chaos on the roads today, with a little unexpected help. As there was no Metro and fewer buses, the tyne tunnel shut, traffic to and from work has been to say the least a little slow. However, its been stress free knowing that more people are sticking it to the man than since 1926!!!
The traffic alert in the car went truely mental. I think i listened to about 5 minutes of the CD's I had in the car. All very ammusing listening to people give opinions on traffic jams and how bad they might be. Was tempted to phone in and tell them, but alas, company phone was tuned to the car and I don't think the boss would approve. It's also imensely funny watching business men in BMW's & Mercs getting very annoyed and constantly looking at their watches, I don't think the one next to me was helped by my rediculous grin!
It all got even more dramatic this evening for the trip home as some kind sole threatened to jump off tyne bridge, closing another vital artery north. Could they have picked a better time, especially with the swing bridge closed due to a warehouse fire at the weekend! That means if you wanted to go to say... Wallsend from south of the river you had to divert over the western bypass, a trip of some 30 miles!!!! The bypass of course now being loaded with all the traffic that would usually be using the tyne tunnel/tyne bridge/Metro!!! Priceless. Well done all of you.
Work has been its usual self, me solving other peoples problems, but hey, whats new? Overall though not a bad day, at least I managed both of my breaks, if a little late. And I've managed to blog again! Assuming that this doesn't get lost in cyberspace somewhere or something. The only other thing would be the BBC noting that there could be drugs for phobias soon. Well better late than never, Mr Spider (or Mrs) look out! Damn this irrational fear I say.
On arriving home I have been set a task. I must call the law courts and tell them that someone no longer lives here. I've been returning their letters saying "not at this address" for ages, but they don't seem to take note. Now I'm expecting a call from the police, as the guy got a hand delivered letter asking for £150, or to turn up in court on the 4th. Neither of which I think is going to happen! Could be ammusing though, I've never been arrested, mistakenly or not.
Anyways, food and fun call. See y'all tomorrow ;-)
Posted by Russ at March 28, 2006 08:42 PM