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I lived in the infamous Hermes Point on Chippenham Road/Harrow Road for 5 years. Falling to bits, lifts always breaking down, white asbestos in the walls, infested with cockroaches. Lovely place to live. We used to look at Trellick with envy!
Jeez Chef - the same thing happened to me on Wednesday. Went to pick up a bin bag full of books and... twang! Pain was so intense, had to collapse to the floor. Could barely walk. Didn't sleep at all that night even dosed up with a combo of Co-codamol, paracetamol and ibuprofen.
The next day I went to see a craniosacral therapist who I had already been seeing and I don't really know what she did or how she did it, but I it definitely started improving. Been doing similar things to what Danny recommends as well, and although it's still very twingey, I was able to walk today with the estimable DMM of this parish, from Battersea Power Station to Sloane Square. Which feels like a minor miracle, since I thought I'd never walk again on Wednesday. There is hope!!
And creator of the Sundance Film Festival of course. Great man. RIP.
Oh, and also a nod to Barefoot in the Park, with the delectable Jane Fonda, which I love - as others have said, he excelled at light comedy. Made acting seem a breeze.
Air France certainly didn't offer me any when I flew with them from London to Paris and then on to Mexico City. This is a post that straddles both flight threads, kind of...
..your post about Air France made me recall that 2-leg flight; on the first leg from Heathrow we had about an hour to catch the connecting flight in Paris. When we landed, we sat on the plane, waiting to disembark. And we sat there. And we sat there. When I asked the stewardess what was happening (this is topical!) she merely shrugged and said, it will happen when it happens. Great, thanks, I said, I've got to catch a connecting flight and the clock is ticking. She merely shrugged again. Inevitably, we missed our connecting flight. At the Air France desk the woman was all sweetness and light, we'll definitely upgrade you to first class she said, so sorry for the inconvenience. Then she booked me into a budget hotel because the only flight was the following day. I had to traipse miles and then take the metro to find this place. The next day when I turned up to board I told the person at the desk about being upgraded. She shrugged and said sorry, first class is full. When I boarded, first class was empty. And no champagne. Needless to say I've never flown Air France again.
The other bit, that sort of relates to the good side of travel, is that a friend of a friend - this is absolutely true, I saw his passport - changed his first name to Lord, because he said it would ensure he would always get upgraded to 1st class; and lo and behold he did, every single time! I, meanwhile, have never travelled 1st or business class.... sob.
As a direct contrast in managerial styles, look at the abject Amorim at ManUre, who, after their loss yesterday "doubled down on his commitment to his controversial 3-4-3 system, saying he will not change and that for a different philosophy you have to "change the man"."
I said it elsewhere (possibly on RFI), but I think it's incredible that we have attracted two eloquent, intelligent football coaches in row. Surely we have to tip the hat to the board for that? As for JS, I really like him too, and his willingness to be flexible is a breath of fresh air in a current world of people like Amorim or Russell Martin who seem intractably welded to one style of play. Let's hope he stays and builds a championship winning side to savour.
Many thanks for all your replies guys, much appreciated.
I am actually (don't laugh) moving to Wales! So as you say Kensal, I may be better off using a company who are based closer to where I'm moving to. But I will check out all your recommendations.
I'm about to move out of my flat after 30 years living in Queen's Park. If anyone has any good recommendations on removals companies (or who to avoid) that would be much appreciated.
I had a BSA air rifle as a lad, and I absolutely loved their motorbikes, the 650 Gold Star being my favourite.
The BSA brand was recently acquired by an Indian company and they're now resurrected and manufactured there. The classic Royal Enfield motorbike has also been manufactured in India for years. For most of the era of the Indian Enfield they were pretty poor, being based solidly on the original with almost no modernisation. However they have massively improved in recent years and are now rather tasty machines. Interestingly, Royal Enfield also started life as a small arms manufacturer, supplying the government's Royal Small Arms factory, based in.... Enfield. And I guess not a lot of people know that.
Interesting to note how well England played without Bellingham. He seems like a bit of a prima donna to me. And Anderson was excellent in that role. The team seemed very together, no egos. Wonder if Tuchel will continue playing players based on form rather than reputation. Hope so.
Would you care to say why? Several of my friends have gone on about Gloucester Services Farmshop ( https://gloucesterservices.com), which I have to admit sounds very different from the usual dire experience.
I think the best motorway services I've ever been to was whilst travelling down through Italy on the way to Rome. We stopped off for a break and watched while the woman behind the counter made us ciabatta sandwiches with basil, Serrano ham and freshly sliced tomatoes. This was accompanied by a really good espresso. It was delicious!
As mad threads go, this is up there. But I'll bite anyway: I like the M4/M32 junction, because it means I'm nearly at my friends' place in Bristol and I have escaped from London. And if you time your exit right, you can scoot around the outside of the traffic queue, hit the roundabout doing 50, nail it all the way to the Bath turn-off and then boom, five minutes later and you're there.
BTW, has there ever been a thread about favourite (or most hated) motorway service stations?
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