Intoxication log

[vershy versh]

Excellent work. I'm so fucking bored in Wantage, last night when mum and dad went to bed I wandered into town and had a couple of glasses of wine in a random pub, got talking to this guy who turned out to be a councillor and I took the opportunity to put to him mum's concerns about - despite promises - the lack of wheelchair and buggy access on a path across a recent development near them. He was able to reassure me that the contractor Bovis has been ordered to deal with it and despite their foot dragging it will be done. Then I bought a bottle of vodka from the newsagents and drank it in bed to help me sleep.

 

[Mr. Tea]

Excellent work. I'm so fucking bored in Wantage, last night when mum and dad went to bed I wandered into town and had a couple of glasses of wine in a random pub, got talking to this guy who turned out to be a councillor and I took the opportunity to put to him mum's concerns about - despite promises - the lack of wheelchair and buggy access on a path across a recent development near them. He was able to reassure me that the contractor Bovis has been ordered to deal with it and despite their foot dragging it will be done. Then I bought a bottle of vodka from the newsagents and drank it in bed to help me sleep.

Did anyone else have "Rich becomes a born-again disability rights activist" on their 2025 bingo card?

 

[Turns out HMG was right!]

I had a lively and loud discussion about drug laws with a Nottinghamshire magistrate in a bar I visited alone (my wife was heavily pregnant) in Taormina, Sicily. I cannot recall the position I advocated for, but n retrospect, he was probably right and I was wrong.

It's healthy and entertaining to drunkenly debate local officials in public bars, wherever you encounter them.

 

[Mr. Tea]

he was probably right and I was wrong.

Gonna print this out and frame it.