Low point: Driving 45 mins in pissing rain to take my son to the National Space Centre
Only to be told on arrival that they were closing in 15 minutes "because it is December" (?); then being charged best part of £40 to go in (it's ok readers - we can use these tickets repeatedly for the next 12 months). Oh, and the tight cunts charge for their car park too.

High point: getting stuck into a nice bottle of Port as soon as we got home again.
( tangledupinblue hairy badge with moving eyes, Mon 12 Dec 2011, 8:36, 2 replies, latest was 14 years ago)

I had no idea we had a Space Centre here.
Surely it's completely shit, no?
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 12 Dec 2011, 8:41, Reply)

Well, it is in Leicester
You may draw your own conclusions from that.
Kids seem to like it though.
( tangledupinblue hairy badge with moving eyes, Mon 12 Dec 2011, 8:45, Reply)

Kids like a lot of things.
*leers*
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 12 Dec 2011, 8:47, Reply)

"But I don't like that, Uncle Monty. It hurts..."

( tangledupinblue hairy badge with moving eyes, Mon 12 Dec 2011, 8:48, Reply)

'This will hurt you
a great deal more than it hurts me'
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 12 Dec 2011, 8:53, Reply)

That pissed me off about Legoland too. Charging for the fucking car park.
They could at least just have built it into the ticket price. They'd get the same amount of money and wouldn't piss people off so much.
( scarpe We Stole Bikes, Mon 12 Dec 2011, 9:02, Reply)