
Yes, it's just me being a cockhead. I know I am being unreasonable but I just hate changes in plans and surprise.
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Oh, it's not that bad ffs.How you get by each day beggars belief.

QuiteHang On a Mo!
Has no-one realised yet that
Pub=chips, cheesy lasagnes, garlic bread etc. on plates with knives and forks, people sitting around tables, chatting.
Park = sandwich, out a box, crumbs and filling spilling everywhere, sitting on a bench, or the grass...
they are completely different scenarios. one is no-where near the same as the other.
if I'd been looking forward to my pub lunch all morning and planning a nice treat from the menu, I'd be well pissed off if we had to troop off to the local Boots or Pret or whatever for a fecking sarnie!

My park lunches = top quality bottled ale, fresh French stick, delightful cheese, vine tomatoes, fresh olives and scrunched up jacket for use as a pillow for post ale snooze. Oh, and walkman to block out noise. Lovely.Park = sandwich, out a box, crumbs and filling spilling everywhere, sitting on a bench, or the grass...
Not everyone's as middle class as you, EdMy park lunches = top quality bottled ale, fresh French stick, delightful cheese, vine tomatoes, fresh olives and scrunched up jacket for use as a pillow for post ale snooze. Oh, and walkman to block out noise. Lovely.

Hang On a Mo!
Has no-one realised yet that
Pub=chips, cheesy lasagnes, garlic bread etc. on plates with knives and forks, people sitting around tables, chatting.
Park = sandwich, out a box, crumbs and filling spilling everywhere, sitting on a bench, or the grass...
My park lunches = top quality bottled ale, fresh French stick, delightful cheese, vine tomatoes, fresh olives and scrunched up jacket for use as a pillow for post ale snooze. Oh, and walkman to block out noise. Lovely.
Not everyone's as middle class as you, Ed![]()

My park lunches = top quality bottled ale, fresh French stick, delightful cheese, vine tomatoes, fresh olives and scrunched up jacket for use as a pillow for post ale snooze. Oh, and walkman to block out noise. Lovely.

You can get all that where she is going, just out of a box.
Women can't go in pubs on their own, they get preyed on by toothless, balding men with beer bellies the size of CamborneYou could just go the pub by yourself![]()

Women can't go in pubs on their own, they get preyed on by toothless, balding men with beer bellies the size of Camborne![]()

Fair pointA terse 'fuck off' sorts that out, I find
Then you only have to cope with drunken lary youths, and people thinking you're a prostitute![]()

Do poor people only eat Mothers Pride and Kraft slices then?Not everyone's as middle class as you, Ed![]()
You should cultivate thatI have just apologised for my wild eyed rant about the park and acknowledged my being unreasonable. One response was 'Jeez I wouldn't want to get on the wrong side of you!'
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It's worked wonders for me 
Middle class people can be poor too, EdDo poor people only eat Mothers Pride and Kraft slices then?

My park lunches = top quality bottled ale, fresh French stick, delightful cheese, vine tomatoes, fresh olives and scrunched up jacket for use as a pillow for post ale snooze. Oh, and walkman to block out noise. Lovely.