Did You Know That It's March 16th?

A random title if ever there was one.
Couple of things.
Firstly, mini-review of the Mr Scruff gig.

This time it was at the Junction, Cambridge. Not a bad venue, been there a couple of times to see bands. Drove there (after picking Gem & J up at Ely) and parked in the multi-storey, directly behind the venue. Muchos convenientos.
It was only about 10.30, so relatively quiet. We got ourselves “parked” in front of the central desk, so sound was okay. Things to remember...
• Mr Scruff coming to stand right by us and J not having a clue who he was (girls were at the toilet).
• A Wagner lookalike wandering, much to the crowd’s enjoyment (not sure if the similarity was intentional).
• The very nice tea and cake.
• The extremely amorous couple who were glued to each other’s lips for most of the time.
• The slightly older couple who were totally “going for it” (in a dance-type way) towards the end.

Secondly, I think I ought to have a rant. Haven’t had one for a while, and you can’t beat one. Typically it’s about driving.

Now this doesn’t really affect me at all and it probably amuses me more than annoys me. But, what is it with car parks and people wanting to get as close to the pedestrian entrance as possible? This is common at practically every carpark that I go in, be it work, public, supermarkets.
Off they tootle to the far lane. What no spaces? Well in that case, they will:
a) Proceed to drive round and round the circuit until someone leaves.
b) Pull in at the side of the roadway, often blocking cars in and/or making it very difficult for those people that are driving round and round the circuit looking for a space.
c) Decide (and these are the worst, in my opinion) to make use of an empty disabled bay, family parking bay, or pick up point.

Now, the extra 100 meters that I walk from my easy-to-find bay (more on my choice later) bothers me not a little bit. We do have legs, you see. I cannot help but snigger at those vehicles who are driving round and round, or who are pulled to the side with anxious looks on their faces. The same ones who entered the car park many minutes before me.
Ah yes, my choice of bay. I tend to go for one with space at the side so I can give the car(s) at either side of me plenty of room to open their doors. More than once have I found a minor blemish from where a door has been carelessly opened into mine. I can understand it though; eyes full of tears as they struggle with the fact they have to take a further 20 seconds to get from their car to the pedestrian entrance after not finding closer space.