The Difference Is Clear

Day 219 Am getting a real taste for 7-Up:



This cup was bought a few years ago from Sainsburys, part of their picnic range one year. I like it but it always feels a bit strange using it, as my friend has the same design cup in use at work.

Bored And Hungry

I am bored and hungry. I want to go out somewhere nice to eat that isn't a pub (not in the mood for pub food, no matter how good) or serves For The Kiddies Chicken Twizzlers & Baked Beans. I've looked on a few coffee store websites and it looks like the nearest ones are in the City Centre, except Cafe Nero who don't have one in my town but unbelieveably do have one in Warwick, the town where nothing of interest has happened outside the Castle since the Castle was built. We did have a Starbucks when we had Borders just down the road, but they left when Borders closed and now there's only Tesco Cafe at the shopping park which smells of baked beans.

Hmm, maybe pizza. I think there's a pizza place near the cinema, so it will be full of boorish burping men cos it's Saturday (in case you're wondering, Sunday is for uncomprehending grandmothers). Who wants to come? (I know I'm not exactly selling it.)

I used to like going to the gym on Saturday evenings, you could only really go swimming but that's cool, swimming is good. Once you passed by the women by the bar who stood about and looked at you like they're sophisticated and you're shite (I'm improving my health, you have a face like a cat's arse eating a lemon) it was super fun. At least it was until they started closing the gym in the evenings without telling anyone.