Hi guys n gurls
Well I m another year older since I wrote my last Blog and do u know something - I feel GREAT (Ok I do have a small hangover , but this apart I feel bloody fab)
Friday was a domestic chores day really - getting the house ready for the Party!!! You know the sort of things..... repositioning furniture, hiding valuable ornaments (sentimental value cos all of my stuff is cheap tat -lol), cleaning the bathroom and kitchen and then getting things ready outside for the BBQ, buying the food etc....
The in the evening I drove to Sutton to Pick up mates Marky P and Fetters before heading into Brum.
On the way I stopped at the Tesco Petrol Station at Beggars Bush as the motor needed a drop of juice. Well I pulled into the forecourt and couldnt believe my eyes:-
Every single pump had written on it in HUGE letters "PAY AT PUMP" - well, I'm a tad old fasioned and still like to deal direct with people. Yes I know humans make more errors than machines but I just dont TRUST automated things where your card dissapears for a few minutes.
So I was a bit confused as to why every pump was Pay at the pump especially as there were three cashiers sitting in the kiosk. Eventually, realising just how little juice I had left in the motor I gritted my teeth and pulled along side a pump to fill up and guess what.........?
Not only could you pay at the pump but you could also pay in the kiosk. There was a small yellow button which allowed you to choose one or the other method of paymennt. I duly chose pay a person and filled up and went into the kiosk. Walked in said my pump number and handed my money over to pay.... "Can I make a suggestion?" I said to the rather bewildered 20 something sitting behind the counter
"Guess so"
"well" said I "As someone who has never been here before I wanted to make the observation on how confusing your pumps are"
"Oh right"
" Yes, every pump has huge "PAY AT PUMP" signs written on them but there isnt anything to indicated you can choose one or the other"
"yeah it does cause confusion, mostly people just dont get out of thier car and drive off without reading the pump"
Well my dear reader freinds his just about summed up the british way of business:-
"Theres an obvious problem, with a more than obvious solution, but it'll cost a few quid to put it right and we do not wish to invest any more than the accounts department have told us to"
SIGH!!!!!!
Well off drives Biggles to collect his mates and pootled into Brummagum land.
Marky P, Fetters and myself were soon joined by the Gorgeous Mr H and we dined at the new oriental buffet expereince in the heart of the gay village in Hurst Street.
A supereb new venue where one can eat as much scoff as one would like for only £10 per person. I can highly reccomend this establishment to anyone reading this Blog. WOKMANIA rocks. And theres also a choclate fountain which We had to restrain Marky P from sticking his head in (lol)
After the nosh it was off into the Nightingale.
Managed to get in just before 10 and Marky P was asked for ID - now this my friends is quite amusing as Marky P is 6ft 6 tall, 27 years old and a legal eagle by profession, but he had ID and so we went in to the rather deadly quiet Gale to join Aaron, Paul, Starchild and Mr H's husband S. Several drinks later (non alcholic ones as I was driving) we pootled downstairs into the "GARDEN" and a bit of dancing, chatting, laffing and people watching was the entertainment for this warm and lovely evening.
Thats about all there is to report on the wonderful evening. My freinds made this a real treat. I am very lucky that my freinds turn up and support me on my birthday, even when they are quite poorly - that is truely special.
Cheers guys thanks for a FAB night out. Love you all Biggles MWAH X X X