robert@fm
Much missed member
- Relationship to Diabetes
- Type 2
Sorry about not posting before -- as the last lot of meet attendees know, I was absolutely shattered even before the meet ended, and hence have spent most of Sunday asleep. 😱
Myself and Wills arrived at Euston nearly 10 minutes late, so we missed our train and had to buy a pair of cheap day singles for ?20.90 each. 😱 We were about equally culpable in that, but on the way back we couldn't depart when I wanted to because Wills had disappeared somewhere, despite not having a watch on him (and not bothering to ask somebody what time it was); we were thus running ten minutes behind schedule, despite which Wills insisted on pausing for another fag on the way, and then going into a shop to buy food and drinks for the journey home. 🙄 Because of that, and because I was unfamiliar with the layout of Birmingham New Street Station (which wasn't helped by at the same time having to fend off Wills' usual barrage of inane/idiotic questions), we finally arrived on the platform just in time to see our train depart without us. (The renovation of that station is badly needed -- it has just one lift to/from the concourse, which is sited in such a way as to be virtually impossible to find by someone hurrying to meet their train.) I didn't want another massive expenditure, so we just boarded the next London Euston train and hoped that it would be all right; fortunately there was no ticket inspection, I don't know what would have happened if there was.
I'm still rather annoyed with William, who wasn't accepting that our missing our return train was entirely his fault (due to his selfishness in putting his smoking habit, and his desire for food and drink (after the amount he downed in the pub, surely he could have held on for the two hours until we got back to London?), above our great need for punctuality to avoid another expense like the one we incurred in the morning). I think it's about time he realised that however much he dislikes e-cigs (he seems to have tried the one brand that doesn't suit him, and allowed that experience to dissuade him from trying other brands), it's as nothing compared to how much non-smokers hate his foul habit, whether suffering from it directly or through needless delays such as this.
Still, at least this time I managed to find my way to the pub without much difficulty, thanks to the directions posted by Paul and Jeanette; which is a good thing, because Google Maps on my Nexus 7 failed me the one time I really needed it. 🙄 And I know next time that "cheap" train ticket deals are a waste of money if the passengers include someone like Wills, who has no sense of punctuality (or of much else, come to that); it's cheaper in that case to get ordinary any-train tickets. (If he hasn't got himself an e-cig by the next out-of-London meet, I think I'll go alone.) And I had a good time, though I still haven't got to try a J?gerbomb; like most Wetherspoons (probably excepting only the busiest ones, like the Shakespeare Tavern in Holborn), at the Briar Rose J?gerbombs can only be ordered in pairs (because the recipe involves half a can of Monster energy drink).
Myself and Wills arrived at Euston nearly 10 minutes late, so we missed our train and had to buy a pair of cheap day singles for ?20.90 each. 😱 We were about equally culpable in that, but on the way back we couldn't depart when I wanted to because Wills had disappeared somewhere, despite not having a watch on him (and not bothering to ask somebody what time it was); we were thus running ten minutes behind schedule, despite which Wills insisted on pausing for another fag on the way, and then going into a shop to buy food and drinks for the journey home. 🙄 Because of that, and because I was unfamiliar with the layout of Birmingham New Street Station (which wasn't helped by at the same time having to fend off Wills' usual barrage of inane/idiotic questions), we finally arrived on the platform just in time to see our train depart without us. (The renovation of that station is badly needed -- it has just one lift to/from the concourse, which is sited in such a way as to be virtually impossible to find by someone hurrying to meet their train.) I didn't want another massive expenditure, so we just boarded the next London Euston train and hoped that it would be all right; fortunately there was no ticket inspection, I don't know what would have happened if there was.
I'm still rather annoyed with William, who wasn't accepting that our missing our return train was entirely his fault (due to his selfishness in putting his smoking habit, and his desire for food and drink (after the amount he downed in the pub, surely he could have held on for the two hours until we got back to London?), above our great need for punctuality to avoid another expense like the one we incurred in the morning). I think it's about time he realised that however much he dislikes e-cigs (he seems to have tried the one brand that doesn't suit him, and allowed that experience to dissuade him from trying other brands), it's as nothing compared to how much non-smokers hate his foul habit, whether suffering from it directly or through needless delays such as this.
Still, at least this time I managed to find my way to the pub without much difficulty, thanks to the directions posted by Paul and Jeanette; which is a good thing, because Google Maps on my Nexus 7 failed me the one time I really needed it. 🙄 And I know next time that "cheap" train ticket deals are a waste of money if the passengers include someone like Wills, who has no sense of punctuality (or of much else, come to that); it's cheaper in that case to get ordinary any-train tickets. (If he hasn't got himself an e-cig by the next out-of-London meet, I think I'll go alone.) And I had a good time, though I still haven't got to try a J?gerbomb; like most Wetherspoons (probably excepting only the busiest ones, like the Shakespeare Tavern in Holborn), at the Briar Rose J?gerbombs can only be ordered in pairs (because the recipe involves half a can of Monster energy drink).
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