Hello and welcome to Monday, a new week! I’m full of happiness, energy and vitality today. Which cannot be said for the rest of the household as both my brother and father were sat in the living the this morning having caught the mysterious illness I had last Tuesday. Except it’s not so much mysterious any more thanks to the in house doctor a.k.a my mother with the sense to use Google. We have all been infected with a nasty norovirus, which could have been passed on from anywhere as it can spread in all sorts of ways. I’m blaming IKEA for making me ill. I reckon it came from there. Swedish bastards!
Anyway, in what proved to be an effective decision in order to avoid spending the day in something that resembled a very small hospital, I went into Salisbury with my good mate Chris. We normally go into Bournemouth but decided instead to take the bus in the opposite direction and go into Salisbury, a little city in Wiltshire which is actually the place I was born. There’s not exactly a whole lot there but it was a change of scenery and that’s always nice.
On arrival in the city we headed for lunch. Well we headed to Subway but then, realising it was full of school kids, went to find McDonalds (seriously I feel like an old man avoiding places because of a bunch of rowdy kids!). After some time we decided we didn’t have the skills between us to actually find McDonalds and found a fish and chips shop called Scoby’s. I had a chicken burger as I inevitably always do and it wasn’t brilliant but the chips we pretty good. Not as good as either of the two in Ringwood though so I doubt I will ever pay that fish and chip shop another visit.
Once our lunch has been eaten we wandered around the city, visiting various retail outlets such as Game, HMV and a toy shop. Nothing really leapt out which was disappointing as I was in the mood to buy something. I did however buy some new shoes. I need a new pair of shoes about every three months as they always wear through (quite why remains a mystery). The experience of buying these shoes was not particularly brilliant. There was only one member of staff in the shop and she was busy attempting to juggle customers. I kept asking her if she could get a pair of shoes in size 11 (that’s size 45 in European sizes and 11 and a half in US/Canada- in other words fairly big) and she kept informing me they didn’t have any that big. Several pairs of shoes later and I finally found a pair I wanted that could be got in my size. Having big feet is quite a pain but you know what they say about people with big feet…well they have big shoes of course.
I enjoyed wandering round the streets of Salisbury and also popping into Costa Coffee with my good friend. We had a right laugh at all sorts of things and were borderline-stalking one group of girls. We walked past them several times as they enjoyed a coffee on the street. This was cause for much amusement between us. In fact Salisbury was full of quite a few attractive young women. It’s about time I found one really but their seems little prospect of that happening any time soon (sad violin music plays over top♫).
A pretty decent little day then and I shall leave you with an awesome quote from Scott Pilgrim:
“We are sex bob-omb and we’re here to make you think about death and get sad and stuff”