Intoxication log

[version]

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?

 

[hmg]

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.

 

[luka]

The minister of Interiors was defending his interests
He made a seasoned argument. He was on the side
of homeowners. He could see the way was wind was blowing.
After the debacle in Lesotho his hands had been tied. It
was nothing personal, Alfie. He couldn't be seen to be
siding with subversive elements. The cocktail set
had been his idea. To show that there were no hard
feelings.

The minister of Interiors was defending his interests
He made a seasoned argument. He was on the side
of homeowners. He could see the way was wind was blowing.
After the debacle in Lesotho his hands had been tied. It
was nothing personal, Alfie. He couldn't be seen to be
siding with subversive elements. The cocktail set
had been his idea. To show that there were no hard
feelings.

lots of foreshadowing of the trump 2 administration in this classic book