
dumbass with moustache
it's like jackass but dumber.
i'm so painfully stoopid: recieved a cheque from my agents this morning for part of an advance they'd already paid me for, and called them going 'you already paid me this' and having them go 'really, we had no record of it'...
doh!
£1300 of unaccounted benefit(fraud) could have been mine.
honesty surely isn't the best policy.
the next no-so-sensible thing i did was drive to town without a camera.
which proved pretty bad as i was invited up the BT tower to have a gander at london.
i went up that phallus once before (in the early 70's: gulp) when it was the post office tower.
had lunch there with my mum and dad.
it's a travesty that this isn't open to the public for lunch, no more.
i didn't know but apparently the IRA had a go at blowing it up.
let's start a campaign to have it reopened to the public.
it's great.
it's a slowly revolving phallus.
wish i had one.
apologies for the 'no-photos-from-the-top' behaviour.
i'll fire myself for my own ineptness.
i was late to the tower because it took me three car parks before i could find one i could fit the perou-mobile into.
i'm looking forward to downsizing asap.
i was also running late as i'd popped to john lewis for a briefcase and they don't sell them.
grrr
one interesting fact i did learn today (from david llyod of david lloyd leisure) is that a single urinal costs £390 a year in water bills.
waterless urinals are the next big thing.
bet you didn't know that.
he also knew and mentioned how many urinals there are in the uk but i have unfortunately forgotten this gem or i would share it here.
tomorrow i'm viewing 3 houses.
2 near canterbury (kent) and one outside heathfield (east sussex).
pleassseeeeeeee let it be over soon.
slow torture it is.