
Freddie Woo tells us how he recently spent ages trying to open his front door with his Oyster Card before realising he actually needed things called "keys". Tell us of times you've done stupid things while on auto-pilot
( , Thu 21 Mar 2013, 12:20)
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as I leave my house out the back door you then go through a ginnel to the main road. Every time I do this when it's raining my in head dialogue as I'm locking the back door goes:
Ah crap, it's raining (i then step in to the ginnel)
Oh good, the rains stopped (i then realise i'm in a ginnel)
d'oh.
( , Fri 22 Mar 2013, 13:09, 16 replies)

It doesn't seem very funny in the retelling but at the time I found this sniggerworthy.
( , Fri 22 Mar 2013, 14:01, closed)

which is slightly more suburban than an alley. To my mind, alleys are brick along both sides; twittings are more likely to be fenced, and characteristically smell slightly of creosote.
( , Fri 22 Mar 2013, 14:14, closed)

"the ricochet up the snicket".
( , Fri 22 Mar 2013, 18:46, closed)

had to go out and see to it three times.
( , Fri 22 Mar 2013, 14:04, closed)

round these parts (Leicestershire) a ginnell is jitty. So that sounds even more oo er mrs..
( , Sat 23 Mar 2013, 18:45, closed)

74mins I waited behind them bins...
( , Mon 25 Mar 2013, 9:09, closed)

I'd totally enjoy losing whatever respect I might have had for you. If I had any. Which I didn't.
( , Fri 22 Mar 2013, 22:25, closed)

I live in York, and 'Snickleways' are the names for what would be called 'Closes' in Edinburgh. I call them 'alleys' in everyday speech, but the local word is indeed 'snickleway'.
( , Sat 23 Mar 2013, 19:01, closed)
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