banks

Day by day you work hard for you money watching your savings in you bank go up and down. Then one day you decide to withdraw some money to put into a savings account with another bank. Say you wanted to withdraw £1000 of you own money in cash ......... Nope, not going to get it. Your gonna need passport, Drivers licence, proof of address, details of each transaction for the past week, several versions of you signature to match the one on your application form 8 years ago, Details of all my previous address! If i wanted to pay £25 for a 'chaps' transfer i can do it without any of this information. Hmmm i wonder how this £25 makes all the security cheques unnecessary. One of the mysteries of the world i guess!

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Don't you think that the most satisfying times on the toilet (i'm talking about both 1's and 2's here) are the best when your so desperate that you think it may just explode and leak from any other orifice! Ahhhh! When you deprived of something it always means so much more when you finally get it.

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spider

Had to take on the biggest spider in the world last night. Ran off faster than old, great linford christie....... Sucked it up with a vacuum cleaner in the end.

Busy busy busy!

I have every weekend booked up throughout august now, and september is going to be just as busy with a planned holiday to hong kong. I also have my tefl course running until the end of december a corporate golf day at work i've decided to attend and train for and a pile of paperwork and bills over a foot tall to get through. I avoid social events to get away from situations like this. Arrgh!

Bog Blog: Indian Lunch

I am finally back in action after getting a new mobi phone. A fancy looking one too! Ohhhhh! Well today i'm due to be attending an indian lunch with the team and department at work organised by my ,*cough great manager! Not one person i've spoken to is looking forward to it. Its compulsory if he knows you free you have to attend. There's no hope for me now, rate yourselves!

"I could get hit by a bus tomorrow!"

Unfortunately for the lady I saw the last week this was in fact not just a cliché but a reality.

Working in central London for the past year and I think I've seen quite a few memorable scenes.

Just over a year ago during the 7/7 bombings we witnesses an Oxford St empty of cars and buses but instead waves of people swarming around in all directions just trying to get home.

The 3 Minutes of silence whereby thousands of people lined the street to pay respect to the dead

Some weekly event where hundreds of Londoners skate or rollerblade down Oxford St causing havoc to the traffic

Some guy holding a billboard pointing to some sandwich shop whose sale pitch is to quite literally scream incomprehensibly pausing only to take a breath (Obviously on the same train of thought as Homer in that Simpsons episode where he shoots a shotgun in the street to get people to go bowling!).

But this scene last week was not uncommon I imagine, but a first time I've seen anything like it.

Just after lunch on a sunny Thursday afternoon my 'delightful' manager (That's a Sarcastic 'delightful' incase you didn't know) walks briskly into the office a heads straight for the window looking like a kid that has just bought a new toy and wants to show it off but is pretending not to make a big deal of it.

After a few looks around the office and few comments and pointing from him towards the street below the office began to awake from its post lunch slumber to take a look.

When I looked out I was shocked to see a middle aged-ish lady on her back in the middle of the street surrounded by blood around her head and a bus with a huge crack on the windscreen about 5ft away. The paramedics were quick on the scene and the police and doctors arrived shortly after. The crowds were moved away with the police tape and the lady was surrounded by the emergency staff. Because it was right outside our window we managed to see the whole thing. From accident scene, we could see in detail exactly what the paramedics and doctors were doing, from inserting metal rods into her body to the point they were collecting up the lady's personal items and false teeth which appeared to have been knocked out of her mouth onto the street.

As it all quietened down with the ambulance speeding off to the hospital we finished work as usual hoping all will be fine.

The police drew markings on the street for evidence of the accident scene of where the bus stopped and where the lady's head ended up. I now walk past this spot every day and cross Oxford Street via the same road island.

Two days following, a sign was posted 'Fatal Accident' unfortunately she didn't survive......

Enjoy life while you can!