Lusty and I hung around the car park of B&Q in Watford
waiting for a lift. I saw myself making withering and disapraging remarks about B&Q, their customers and the people of Watford in general. I saw the gaping chasm of suburban mediocrity and the pointlessness of life as a '2.4 children' drone, driving to B&Q on a Saturday in your Ford Mundano to get some laminated flooring or a flat-packed gazebo etc., and my heart was filled with weary melancholy.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 25 Jan 2011, 9:33, 2 replies, latest was 15 years ago)

Those people have working kitchen doors though.

(PsychoChomp, Tue 25 Jan 2011, 9:34, Reply)

Working kitchen doors are for squares.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 25 Jan 2011, 9:37, Reply)

ooo, sick burn

( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Tue 25 Jan 2011, 9:38, Reply)

I liked to think I was above all of that and then I found myself looking through seed catalogues and the Innovations catalogue.

( chickenlady b3ta's very own Elizabeth Taylor, Tue 25 Jan 2011, 9:37, Reply)

I've loved Innovations since I was about 5

(PsychoChomp, Tue 25 Jan 2011, 9:41, Reply)

I was really sad when they stopped making those
that was the only thing apart from the cartoons that kept me reading the mail on sunday (I was a teenager and somebody else bought the paper, don't judge me).
( b3th Not shit. Not mod., Tue 25 Jan 2011, 9:43, Reply)