Yesterday I demonstrated my complete control of meteorology, as a rather dramatic storm with full sound effects (and added hailstones) began as I was considering the plans for the evening, which would have necessitated loitering on the street waiting for at least one person. I managed to acquire a spare brolly from the rack at work, which sheltered me until I could get to the newsagents to buy one for myself. At which point the rain stopped. However, the one from work was just the right length for "umbrella poncing", although I resisted the urge to demonstrate my inability to tapdance. Collected Al (WINOLJ) from the wrong tube exit (by way of a lengthy sequence of contacts - his mobile battery was flat, and he couldn't remember my number, so he landlined a mate in York, who then texted me with his location. Reminiscent of the US in Grenada). Then around the corner to collect
mr_prickle from his sheltered location at a street corner, and off to the restaurant (Bengal Village) to await
childeric, who had been delayed by sodden tubes. Seemed like good curries all around (my Prawn Puree and Chicken Kashmir were good), even if when it came to the hot towels and complimentary mints one of our party appeared to be invisible to the staff.
childeric's phone spent much time attempting to be the centre of attention, and at the end of the meal he rushed off to attend to his fans, leaving the rest of us feeling slightly unwanted.
Sample conversation from the evening:
childeric: I don't understand why the Tube floods. After all, it's underground ... Oh.
Al (WINOLJ): And remember it's basically a series of pipes.
childeric (rallying): Yeah, so it could be watertight.
d_floorlandmine: Erm ... you'd still need to be able to get in and out.
(This one quoted because I can't remember all of
mr_prickle's comments about sheep, and they weren't suitable for public consumption anyway (the comments, not the sheep, if you see what I mean?))
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Sample conversation from the evening:
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Al (WINOLJ): And remember it's basically a series of pipes.
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Hmm. I think my next "Underground 101" post on
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I sometimes find myself doing bits of the t'ai chi sword form with my umbrella. Or balancing it on my toe. Never done the Fred Astaire thing, though.
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Oh, and sorry I couldn't make last night, I was busy getting drenched without a coat.
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And I narrowly avoided drenching - with only a t-shirt and jeans ... today I have the Long Black Coat ...
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Yes, although technically speaking this is sometimes rather difficult, when it comes to the London Underground! ;)