yes me!
i'd been booked to travel to a big posh place off kensington (as much as i'll give away), opposite the french embassey, unfortunately i was travelling from Newbury to Paddington, and had felt like i'd been on the p*** since 6 that morning, and this was only 7am at the office in Newbury.

Was only going there to pick up 2 laptops, had the nouce to grab a taxi outside Paddington station (hate the tube).

couple of hours in, admiring the fine the 'architecture' of this place, ha, i bet they do have personality these girls :)

i am feeling dreadful, pop into some pub off fulham road, i had no intention of going back to the office, so i was trying to get to Waterloo to get home instead.

Spent what musta been half an hour off loading the world, with all manner of weird tourist types banging on the door, Aussies, Japanese, Yanks, the usual, in a bog the size of a brief case.

This isn't the end, felt constantly like i had an incendry device up my arse waiting at Waterloo, passing Clapham, then got off at Basingstoke, off loaded the kids at the nearest pikey pub, looks just like the loo in Trainspotting (i kid u not) near pebble dash the place even more, no bog roll, so i'm glad of Job sheets and timesheets (any field engineer will know!!)

This doesn't let up at all for the next day or so, finally get to the docs and do a stool sample.... i've got a Campilobacteria Kidney infection!!! no bowel control 4a week (bad spelling, but anyone thats had kidney infections'll know)

Sorry 'bout the length, but that's how it curled out
(1_not_so_careful_owner, Fri 2 Sep 2005, 20:50, Reply)