1a. If you misplace your MOT certificate and can't get your car taxed when it runs out, you have at most TWO MONTHS grace to get it sorted. After this period the computer goes 'blip' and you get an envelope in the post stuffed full of FINE.
HA HA.
1b. If you lose your phone in London, cancel it immediately. IMMEDIATELY. Not the next trembling day, after you have slept yourself back to something like a human state.
Because – naturally – you are liable for ALL CALLS until the time you report it. So in the handful of hours before I called mine in, my phone bill was made familiar with such places as Libya, Norway, France and the UNITED ARAB EMIRATES.
HA HA HA.
Other than that everything is going exceptionally well, so I can take the financial puss-raps without weeping.



20-May-06 at 10:13 pm | Permalink
I don’t need to worry about such things for I am too poor to own a car or a contract phone
22-May-06 at 9:40 am | Permalink
This website was never good.
22-May-06 at 6:18 pm | Permalink
Phone/MOT > Nooo. Man, losing your mobile is the badness. I’ve been thinking recently about buying a car, or mybe a cute little vespa, but i’m not entirely sure i’d last the week. Emily rides around in London on hers, i’m not that brave. Sticking to taxis for now ____
Jofnahonn > Be as pedantic as you like as long as you’re original, dear.
22-May-06 at 9:13 pm | Permalink
>This website was never good.
Then twat off and leave us to it, thank you. : )
22-May-06 at 9:31 pm | Permalink
.I’ve been thinking recently about buying a car
yes please, i neeed a car to practise my drivin
taxix-no. the latest fashion on my bus is prayin out loubd in the arabik ha
23-May-06 at 2:06 pm | Permalink
Erm, pished perchance there CJ?
23-May-06 at 5:11 pm | Permalink
30-May-06 at 9:29 pm | Permalink
I think what I meant to say here was, look what you are missing out on when you get taxis instead of buses:
1) Oblivious to your venomous glances, the person sitting next to you continues to pray out loud in Arabic for the entire 30min journey.
2) Meanwhile, a drunken ned decides to try his luck at asking you out in front of his moron mates, as the entire bus watches on waiting for your response.
Buses, wouldn’t swap ‘em for the world.