Today, for a change, I have been luxuriating in the surroundings of home, enjoying a well earned day off (it is slightly debatable how well earned the day off is, but I maintain that I need it!). Oh how the coffee tastes richer, and the daytime television seems so much more life-affirming, knowing that your work colleagues are slaving away as you put your feet up with a cornish pastie and an episode of Diagnosis Murder.
Radio 1 has been spending today talking about the increasing instances of parking rage in this country. It's not just confined to supermarket car parks any more, oh no, they're taking it to the streets! Fighting, leaving rude notes, blocking off whole sections of kerb, nothing is too much for some people trying to protect their right to park outside their own house. This is assuming you're a filthy commoner like me who has no driveway or garage, by the way. There is nothing in the law that says you have the right to park outside your own home, but round here it gets very busy in the evening and sometimes I'd like nothing more than to be allowed to shove other cars out the way, dodgems style. Sadly, we have someone in our street who already does this - The Worst Parker In The World (TM). We've watched her reverse into many cars in an attempt to parallel park, and there's a big dent in my own car which I'd bet was her too.
One last game this week, then. Can you clear the screen of Green Blobs, using brain-type activity? I know I can't...
