Tuesday, January 02, 2007
I take Patroclus to see my nan.
I suddenly feel I should be making more of an effort in this relationship. Later I drive us to the village of Brill (there is a village called Brill in undead starting zone in Warcraft, but it is not that one), and we walk down to Constantine. Sadly there are no shops selling soda siphons. A scruffy, long-haired teenager walks past us and chirps 'Morning!' in a bright chirpy sort of voice.
I am appalled at the attitude of today's youth. My hopes are raised when I round the corner and my (mum's) car appears to have vanished, but it turns out I just parked it a bit closer in to the hedge than I remember.
UPDATE: patroclus and I met up with occasional poster of comments for pints of nice cornish beer, and on the way home someone drove past in a car and squirted us with water.