minor things that make you fume


Heading to Bruges for long weekend. Mates 50th. Eurostar to Brussels then I said we need the 16.52 to Bruges. 59min, three stops. Mate wanders off and comes back saying get on this one. Eight of us jump on this random train and we’re going all round Belgium at the moment. Recently swung to the West of the country back near the border close to Lille where we stopped ages ago on the Eurostar. Looking forward to a drink now. Another half hour or so apparently. Mates a bit sheepish.
 
People who don't bother to read a room. On a cruse and various acts are in different areas playing their hearts about with beautiful tunes, being appreciated by dozens in each area, but each area has one party of three or four people incessantly yabbering away in their own world spoiling it for everybody else. There's loads of other places these flutes could and chat their irrelevant uninteresting nonsense.
 
People who don't bother to read a room. On a cruse and various acts are in different areas playing their hearts about with beautiful tunes, being appreciated by dozens in each area, but each area has one party of three or four people incessantly yabbering away in their own world spoiling it for everybody else. There's loads of other places these flutes could and chat their irrelevant uninteresting nonsense.
Get them to join GOT, they'd been in great company. lol
 

Dragging any kind of hose or lead around when you couldn't be bothered picking the whole thing up. You just know you're going to walk 10 foot and the part dragging along the ground will snag on a dyna bolt, tree root, anything really and stop you dead in your tracks. But you still do it anyway in the vain hope you'll get to where you're taking it without having to walk back and unsnag it.
 
Dragging any kind of hose or lead around when you couldn't be bothered picking the whole thing up. You just know you're going to walk 10 foot and the part dragging along the ground will snag on a dyna bolt, tree root, anything really and stop you dead in your tracks. But you still do it anyway in the vain hope you'll get to where you're taking it without having to walk back and unsnag it.
Same with Henry and Hetty.
 

The growing trend of calling football matches "match-ups".
I first noticed this abomination in the tennis world where impressionable Brits like Andrew Castle wanted to sound more like the big boys over the pond.
Now, would you believe, I'm hearing it on Sunday's Football League Highlights show on ITV4 where three matchday-attired pundits sit and spout anodyne nonsense about the action we've just seen with our own eyes.
Thankfully, the aforementioned action is delightful and a throwback to ITV days of yore. If you want to see really appalling defences (worse than us) and clumsy six foot somethings scoring hattricks head for ITV4 on Sunday mornings!
 
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