The son returneth

This weekend I popped back to see my family. I knew that I was heading back into Essex when I got into a confrontation at the train station! I am calmly waiting for the ticket booth to come free and I notice a guy go to the other end of the barrier. I get the sneaky suspicion he is going to jump the queue. The booth becomes free and lo and behold - he jumps in. So I walk up and mention to him that I have been waiting here before him. He tells me I was queuing in the wrong place. Now if I know someone is waiting I don't mind if they are at the wrong end of the barrier, I will always let someone in. It is politeness. And if you have read my old postings you know my feelings on manners. The guy, suited and booted like a typical commuter wanker looks at me. So I shove him out of the way, turn to the booth and ask for my ticket. The ticket guy looks at me, smiles and starts to serve me. I hear the little pip squeak next to me say "what are we gonna do about this then?". I of course ignore him, pay for my ticket and walk of without even looking at him! Fucking rude prick. Of course if any thing had happened I would have been screwed. With my back there is no way I would have been able to defend myself, but once that adrenaline pumps in me, there is no way back!

Every year my home town has a torch light procession. It has been going on for 100 years. It used to be great when I was a kid. Loads of floats all decorated in different themes. Hell, when I was 14 it was great to go and pick up girls and have a fumble by the boat lake. There are the running traditions, giving change to charity, laughing at how ugly the carnival queens and princess are. We went for my little niece, who is mental and has WAY to many of our family genes. I feel sorry for her growing up! In typical Essex fashion the Carnival has changed from the family affair it was into a bunch of companies just slogging there logo's on floats. I shit you not, there was an Ann Summers float. Girls in low cut red dresses, knee length leather boots, gyrating on a float. In a kiddies carnival. Only in Essex!

Sunday I meet up with some friends in Camden for football and food. We then went and watched Snakes On A Plane in Holloway. I will have to admit, and I am embarrassed by this, I thought it was awesome. Couldn't stop laughing, it was so over the top. If you like cheese check it out.