A series of unfortunate events

After the embarrassment of bumping into people I knew while I was attending my hospital appointment yesterday, I didn't think things could get any worse. However, while at work today, I had the uncomfortable pleasure of being spotted leaving the GU Medicine clinic by the Outpatients Department Manager. Hay ho.

The bitmap of this is an animated cartoon. If you want to see it, e-mail me and I'll get it to you.

How DO they get away with it????

High street stores are cheeky fuckers. I've been looking out for a new camera and, having narrowed things down to two possibles, I hit the shops to see if I could have a look at the models side by side.

The Trafford Centre, near Manchester, is one of these massive shopping "malls" that has just about every major named store under its roof. Despite this, it's a bit of a shit-hole and is seemingly used more of a tourist attraction for visiting members of the extended families of Manchester's Asian community than a useful shopping centre since the shop units themselves are too small to hold any meaningful stock.

Anyway, Trafford Centre, big and massive, shops generally lots, but crap.

The only one of the two candidate cameras that was stocked anywhere in the entire centre was the Sony and the price ranged from £100 to £150 MORE than the thing is sold for by Amazon - this was at the Sony Centre and John Lewis, respectively. Cheeky fucking fuckers, how do they get away with selling stuff for up to 50% more than the cost online?

I was outraged and vowed never to buy anything from a real shop ever again, thus enabling me to fulfil my destiny of becoming a hermit.

I also seem to be lacking in creativity at the moment. I need to incubate some ideas...