Rant number 135
This time last week, despite the bank holiday I was at band rehearsal. I was also at band rehearsal on Tuesday.
On Wednesday, for a change I was at band rehearsal then, to clear the air from all that, I went on Thursday.
Finally, to top off the week - I headed to band rehearsal on Friday - and off to the contest on Saturday.
To say that last week was a little manic would be an understatement.
It made for an enjoyable week albeit a tiring one, and one which had little in the way of let up. When I wasn't at work or band, I was trying to grab a bite to eat or sleep.
To summarise, it was a bit of a rush!
Now its all over for a while and its just great to be able to sit back, breath a sigh of relief, enjoy some time with my lovely wife and do a little bit of nothing.
Except, at the moment it still feels a little bit odd.
For a week straight I have been a bundle of nervous energy, and its not yet dissipated. I feel like I should be somewhere in a room full of people, making noise and watching an Australian with a stick in her hand.
But I'm not: I'm sitting on my sofa, writing a rant at leisure and watching my wife snoozing.
My brain can't quite handle it at the moment. I almost feel a little restless and fidgity.
Still, I can't really complain at the moment, I really should unwind - while I still can...
Rant over.
Showing posts with label parking. Show all posts
Showing posts with label parking. Show all posts
Monday, 14 May 2012
Saturday, 11 February 2012
Rant 42 - 11/2/12 Subject: Parking!
Rant number 42
An unavoidable part of owning a car is having to park it somewhere. At home, this means my parking space (which some fucker parks in infrequently - but I've already talked about that,) and anywhere else, it means parking on a street or in a car park.
The things is, that its all a bit of a ball-ache. It really is a conspiracy against drivers!
I would like to drive my car into town on a Saturday, I really would. This would mean that I could leave whenever I wanted to and buy large, cumbersome and hard to transport by hand items with ease.
But I don't.
Because it costs a bloody fortune! In our town centre, it costs about a pound an hour to house your car in a space that is approximately 2.5 metres long and about about 1.5 metres wide. Its bloody preposterous.
Going by this. This roughly 4 square metre space would cost £8760 a year to rent (and it doesn't even have indoor plumbing or a roof.)
As such, I walk down the big hill and pay £1.30 to get a bus back up it with the goods I have acquired.
I don't always have this choice however (the hill is quite big, but it doesn't lead everywhere I need to go alas,) and so sometimes I have to pay stupid money to park my bloody car in a bloody car park.
And these, are bloody awful too! Multi-storeys particularly.
You have to drive roundd endlessly, trying to get a space whilst glaring at the other people doing the same thing. Once you have located the space - its usually by a bloody pillar - leaving you to wonder if your car will fit sensibly or if you are risking your paintwork.
Now - I understand that pillars are an architectural necessity: without them, the above floors tend to fall in. What I don't get however, is the fact that they do not allow larger parking spaces next to them. Look round any multi-storey car park and I can guarantee that there will be spaces next to nearly all the pillars until the car park is almost at capacity.
Now, personally - I would prefer to park on the streets (and fold in my wing mirrors,) for nout. The problem is, that the councils like to make money from car parks. As such - all stretches of road either receive parking meters also - or are given yellow lines.
Should you manage to find a space that isn't like this, it will be in the kind of neighborhood you shouldn't leave your car - so you are buggered all ways.
It really is bloody unfair. Set of shits!
Rant over.
An unavoidable part of owning a car is having to park it somewhere. At home, this means my parking space (which some fucker parks in infrequently - but I've already talked about that,) and anywhere else, it means parking on a street or in a car park.
The things is, that its all a bit of a ball-ache. It really is a conspiracy against drivers!
I would like to drive my car into town on a Saturday, I really would. This would mean that I could leave whenever I wanted to and buy large, cumbersome and hard to transport by hand items with ease.
But I don't.
Because it costs a bloody fortune! In our town centre, it costs about a pound an hour to house your car in a space that is approximately 2.5 metres long and about about 1.5 metres wide. Its bloody preposterous.
Going by this. This roughly 4 square metre space would cost £8760 a year to rent (and it doesn't even have indoor plumbing or a roof.)
As such, I walk down the big hill and pay £1.30 to get a bus back up it with the goods I have acquired.
I don't always have this choice however (the hill is quite big, but it doesn't lead everywhere I need to go alas,) and so sometimes I have to pay stupid money to park my bloody car in a bloody car park.
And these, are bloody awful too! Multi-storeys particularly.
You have to drive roundd endlessly, trying to get a space whilst glaring at the other people doing the same thing. Once you have located the space - its usually by a bloody pillar - leaving you to wonder if your car will fit sensibly or if you are risking your paintwork.
Now - I understand that pillars are an architectural necessity: without them, the above floors tend to fall in. What I don't get however, is the fact that they do not allow larger parking spaces next to them. Look round any multi-storey car park and I can guarantee that there will be spaces next to nearly all the pillars until the car park is almost at capacity.
Now, personally - I would prefer to park on the streets (and fold in my wing mirrors,) for nout. The problem is, that the councils like to make money from car parks. As such - all stretches of road either receive parking meters also - or are given yellow lines.
Should you manage to find a space that isn't like this, it will be in the kind of neighborhood you shouldn't leave your car - so you are buggered all ways.
It really is bloody unfair. Set of shits!
Rant over.
Monday, 9 January 2012
Rant 9 - 9/1/12 Subject: People who park in my spot!
Rant number 9
It is not my intention to do many personal rants. I want to talk about things that apply mostly to all of us.
Today is a little more personal however, with any luck - many of you will have experienced this and can sympathise. Either way - it's what's pissed me off today, so what I'm talking about.
I live in a converted sunday school where there are sufficient parking spaces for each flat. There are even often enough spaces to allow for guests - as not everyone has a car.
Being a well run establishment - there is even a marking on each space with the flat number and a friendly but firm notice that says 'Parking for residents only.'
This is pretty clear as far as I am concerned. Easy to follow yes!?
Lets face it - a trained weasel with A.D.H.D, an addiction to speed, a caffeine enema and only one eye - could read, process and follow this information.
So why the fuck does someone have to park in my space!?
I play in brass bands and am out in the evenings on average twice a week between approximately 7.15pm and around 10.30pm.
Statistically then - you would think people would get the idea that this is my alloted parking space, from the 5 days on average a week that my car sits in its space from my return to work until the next morning.
So how is it - at least once a fortnight - a car is in my spot when I return from band - forcing me to make other arrangements.
Were the space not clearly marked - I really wouldn't mind. This would make all spaces fair game for anyone - I wouldn't mind. But that's not how it is. The space is nearest to my front door and so it is marked as ours. It makes sense.
The only conclusion is that - the person in question is:
Option A) As stupid as a man who tries to stop a lift door from closing, by wedging his testicles in the gap
Option B) Unable to read the clear signs (which would surely suggest that they are probably not particularly safe to drive anyway!)
Option C) Ignorant of the potential annoyance their parking in my spot is likely to cause
Option D) Pig fucking ignorant and disrespectful
Answers on the back of a £5 note for that one people.
Rant over.
It is not my intention to do many personal rants. I want to talk about things that apply mostly to all of us.
Today is a little more personal however, with any luck - many of you will have experienced this and can sympathise. Either way - it's what's pissed me off today, so what I'm talking about.
I live in a converted sunday school where there are sufficient parking spaces for each flat. There are even often enough spaces to allow for guests - as not everyone has a car.
Being a well run establishment - there is even a marking on each space with the flat number and a friendly but firm notice that says 'Parking for residents only.'
This is pretty clear as far as I am concerned. Easy to follow yes!?
Lets face it - a trained weasel with A.D.H.D, an addiction to speed, a caffeine enema and only one eye - could read, process and follow this information.
So why the fuck does someone have to park in my space!?
I play in brass bands and am out in the evenings on average twice a week between approximately 7.15pm and around 10.30pm.
Statistically then - you would think people would get the idea that this is my alloted parking space, from the 5 days on average a week that my car sits in its space from my return to work until the next morning.
So how is it - at least once a fortnight - a car is in my spot when I return from band - forcing me to make other arrangements.
Were the space not clearly marked - I really wouldn't mind. This would make all spaces fair game for anyone - I wouldn't mind. But that's not how it is. The space is nearest to my front door and so it is marked as ours. It makes sense.
The only conclusion is that - the person in question is:
Option A) As stupid as a man who tries to stop a lift door from closing, by wedging his testicles in the gap
Option B) Unable to read the clear signs (which would surely suggest that they are probably not particularly safe to drive anyway!)
Option C) Ignorant of the potential annoyance their parking in my spot is likely to cause
Option D) Pig fucking ignorant and disrespectful
Answers on the back of a £5 note for that one people.
Rant over.
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