Today it appears is a good day for me.
Last night I failed to fill the car with this petrol crap they're selling at silly prices again, so the concept was to do it this morning. Bearing in mind this is a rather good idea and it should have worked if I didn't forget to actually do it.
I got to Crudwell (it's one of those towns that is aptly described by it's name, unlike "Braintree") which is miles from any petrol station in any direction before I realised my problem.
So the obvious choice was mash the pedal to the floor and hope I manage to a) get petrol before bombing out on a country road and b) try not to get flashed by a speed camera, sorry "safety" camera.
I have successfully made it in to work and now I await my lunch to purchase a gerry can and a few litres of the petrol to put in my car so I can return to the same petrol forecourt in my car. Nice.
Also, two more prostitutes dead in Ipswich, obviously there is a crazy man on the loose.
Posted by Kevin to 1337 Electric Avenue at 12/13/2006 10:48:00 AM