Well today, I have been to Bicester Village, which is basically a posh open air shopping arcade full of posh sound designer boutiques sell over priced goods for the Porsche Cayenne driving OK YA brigade. Well to buy half the goods you have to re-mortgage the house, anyway, I thought bollocks to this and caught the bus in to Oxford.
Well took lots of pictures which will appear on my fotopic site indue cause, As I write this I am sat watching Micheal Mcintyre and thinking what a twat. Well he is ok in small doses, but I think the Ego is way up there in the clouds, narrowly missing a spy plane and the mir space station. Still people like him and the masses count. I suppose as I keep saying I am not a Lemming.
Walking round the Shopping village today reminded me of the Zombie movie which is set in a shopping centre. Well all the people wandering round aimlessly from one shop to the next could well have been zombies. Slaves to consumerism, dont get me started. To get some food involved queuing up for ages in Pret a Manger or Starbucks to pay a fiver for a sandwich and a cup of coffee,(well I had a coach drivers voucher so didnt have to pay), and in the process I had people pushing in front, I stood there thinking what is the rush, when is the rapture happening, why is there a panic. Anyway the Scania behaved again, which is good.
So I have busy day tomorrow lets see what that brings. anyway talk soon.
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