
guilty pleasure #127
DTT
got jammed up in olympic traffic (loads of olympic branded mini countrymans and bmw's in convoy)
crawled up the a12 in a 13mile tailback past 'do not drive in central london during the olympics' signs
just as i was on my way into the tunnel i got a text cancelling my lunch meeting.
drove to ikea in edmonton.
narrowly avoided a panic attack inside.
i have only ever had two panic attacks in life:
once in this same ikea when karl from underworld fortunately called and talked me down/ out of there.
and once in leyton asda (now known to us as 'panic attack asda') which i believe was largely triggered by the oscillating florescent lighting down the tinned vegetable aisle and the 'watership down' soundtrack playing 'bright eyes burning like fire...'
(i've never been able to listen to this since)
had a recovery, dirty, meatballs, chips and gravy.
dirty
but good.
ikea strawberry and blackcurrant juice is mainly apple juice but it only mentions this in very small print in the ingredients.
dove further into town.
bought z a top hat which he's been asking for and maximum a sparkly bling M on a chain.
stopped at retro 'silverprint' for some 12x16" acrylic print sleeves.
and RTF
stopped for petrol on the new kent road and noticed a crane on the top of the shard with what looked like a container dangling and swinging precariously about: like god was trying to shake something out of it.
a police helicopter was circling around watching too.
turned out it was a window cleaner 72 floors up and his basket cable had half detached.
RTF on time to do a few hours chainsawing of dead trees.
knackered