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Besides the fact that Mrs. _Maxxx_ needs all the luck in the world just being married to me (yes, I know, hard to believe, but I'm probably not (quite) the best hubby in the world) she is opening her chocolate shop tomorrow in the local village.
This is one MASSIVE step. She has really impressed me with the way she has taken this on - from embryonic idea, to having her sister pull out of the partnership, through delays with the lease, buggered up deliveries (don't EVER use DHL) she's got there, and tomorrow will be a BIG day.,
no fanfare, just a quiet opening - probably just for a few hours on the first day (there's a problem with the aircon, so the windows may need to be boarded up at lunchtime to avoid a chocolate waterfall out the door!)
I am safe in the knowledge that the though of visiting Code Project to Mrs. _Maxxx_ is as watching an entire series of Big Brother would be to me, and so I can say
Would you sit next to a foreigner in a bus or train?
I look similar to Nish's profile pic, and most of the time, the place next to me is the last to be filled on public transport. I really shouldn't give a sh*t, but I've realized that I no longer sit, even if the entire f***ing carriage is vacant.
Stupid Chinese / Vietnamese / Brits / French / etc
(real country disguised)
In all seriousness it doesn't bother me at all, but a couple of years ago I was on a train, and sitting opposite a black man who had a rucksack next to him.
As we pulled into a station he stood up and walked off down the train, leaving his rucksack on the seat.
I was a little bit concerned that the rucksack was going to explode, but not too much. I stood up, I had a look out the door to see if he had got off further down the train, and I returned to my seat (listening for ticking sounds) before we pulled off from the station.
The man returned shortly afterwards.
I don't know if I would have been less worried had he been white, or more worried had he been Asian.
Ultimately what kept me calm was wondering why anyone would want to blow up Tamworth, I mean there are many good reasons, but I cannot think that any self respecting terrorist would go to the bother.
Every man can tell how many goats or sheep he possesses, but not how many friends.
stuff like this always surprises me. I was commuting to London daily during te height of the irish bombing campaign. If I saw someone walk away from a bag, i would stop them and ask if it was their bag. If I saw an unattended bag, i would report it immediately - but THOUSANDS of people would ignore the situation, or just nudge each other "oohh Ethel, there's an unattended bag!"
Seems many brits would rather be blown to kingdom come than cause a scene!