I suppose most men slowly develop a Victor Meldrew side to their personality. It’s happening to me. I don’t like the way things are going in this country. For example:
Where I live the local authority distributes one of those ‘free’ newspapers, those puff publications that are putting real local newspapers out of business. In its Out and About listings it tells me that the chairman of the council is presenting a concert by an all female brass band called Boobs and Brass. How charming.
Looking in a glossy regional magazine I read of a product that will help the most driest hair.
A notice in a local car-park: Skateboarding or other similar activities are prohibited. Yes I know it almost looks right – but it ain’t. That’s a local council notice by the way. It has been there for many years and, come on Mr Meldrew admit it … you haven’t seen much skateboarding going on in that car-park. Or similar activities come to think of it. Speak Greek to the Greeks.
Another notice on the wall of a supermarket, no more than a few yards from the above, refers to shopping trolleys that are solely for the use of customers with children and requests us to Please observe this facility. I think they might suggest a period of time. I just give up after a few seconds, my mind starts to wander.
Don’t go on Victor. Your being tedious.
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