Last night I was supposed to be seeing Pink at the Portman Road stadium in Ipswich. I didn’t see it.
Why? Because I couldn’t find the fucking stadium.
I’m normally pretty good on finding places, but must admit that in this case I’d figured there would be some signs to follow. After all, it’s a football stadium for fuck’s sake. Surely they need some signs for away fans to get there etc.?
Apparently not. I have to assume that Ipswich is truly embarassed about the stadium – they sure as shit don’t like to admit that they’ve got one.
Driving along the A14, I got to the first turn-off for Ipswich. There’s a sign there that says “Football Stadium” with an arrow pointing straight on (i.e. don’t take the turn-off). Fine. Second junction’s the same – “Straight on for Football Stadium“. After that, nothing. I got to the far side of Ipswich, no more signs. I turned round, coming back from Felixstowe direction to Ipswich, and there’s not one fucking sign. Not one.
All told I did that stretch three times, checking the exit roads, trying to see any damn signage whatsoever that pointed me in the direction of the stadium. Nothing except those two signs saying “straight on” from one direction.
So in the end I said fuck it, and drove home.
I assume Portman Stadium etc. won’t give a shit, as they’ve got their money for the gig already. But you can be damn fucking sure I won’t be going back there again.
I do feel like a right bell-end for not being able to find a sodding football stadium. But at the same time it’s not just me, others have said it’s a shit to find unless you actually know where it is. Personally, I’m not going to make the effort to try and find it again.
In the runup to the (as it turned out) last England match of the World Cup, one thing that amused me was Radio 1′s coverage about the superstitions of England Fans.
The number of idiots people who were saying about “Well I wore these clothes when they won, so I’ll wear them again” and so on was just hilarious.
I don’t honestly get the entire reasoning (if there’s any reasoning at all) behind this kind of thing, the apparent conviction that the team will succeed if the fans do all their little rituals. Maybe it’s just something about feeling a part of the entire process. I don’t know.
But to cynical old me, well, it made me laugh.
Another sight from the weekend.
I'm willing to bet they park under a tree
Amusingly, it was only down one side, but that side was pretty impressive.
Yet again, Psycho Cat is sleeping in very strange places. I swear he likes being uncomfortable.
In the first instance, Herself was cleaning up in the kitchen, and put the kitchen chairs upside down on the table. Twenty minutes later…
In the framework, no padding, nothing.
Then today, outside the front of the house…
And inside the framework of a pallet.
Bizarre beast
Out of action today because of
- More Driving
- Shopping
- Sociable Stuff
- Family Stuff
- Barbeque Stuff (May be associated with the two items above)
Life getting in the way of writing. It happens.
Today’s another one of my big driving days. I’m taking Hound down to Berkshire to stay in the kennel that’ll have her, because of other stuff going on this weekend.
So it’s a day off work, and a day spent on the motorway. Long term it’s worthwhile, but it’ll leave me looking like a stunned primate tonight.
Enjoy.
Despite currently being in the world of the “Properly Employed”, I still frequent some of the forums for freelancers and the like. If nothing else it’s useful for seeing if there’s other small projects etc. coming up that I can also do for a bit of money.
Among other things on these forums, there are sometimes people trying to get started in freelancing, or pimp for more work.
Yesterday had one of these examples, and it just had to be written about.
The entire content of the message was :
Hey pple? I need a article writing job, smbdy help
Now that really is a spectacular example of how not to get any work whatsoever through a freelancer’s forum. Or indeed through any forum.
In fact I’d go so far as to say it’s the single most awesome example I’ve ever seen. If anyone were to give this bell-end a job, they’d entirely deserve what they got.
