Some self-feeling bits

Regular readers will be aware that I've had issues with some artificial sweeteners over the years. The process I've had by now has been "try it and see". This may well be slightly unsatisfactory, bearing in mind that it makes me somewhat ill (but not enough to throw up - usually).

I'd tried a tiny bit of an artifical sweetener that Caroline had in the house, and it seemed to be ok. Now, I tried some in coffee yesterday morning, and it didn't do any good at all. Not much cramping, but all the other nasties. There was another one, but that seemed to be based on the same ingredient - saccharin. My body tolerance for such things seems to change over the years.

I ended up lying on the bed, and slept till the morning. I've got a headache too!

Now, speaking of self-feeling - I'm starting something new and potentially exciting today! Keep watching...

Another classic funny

I heard this one ages ago, but here goes...


NELSON MANDELA
Nelson Mandela is sitting at home watching TV and drinking a beer when he hears a knock at the door.
When he opens it, he is confronted by a little Chinese man, clutching a clip board and yelling,
"You Sign! You sign!"

Behind him is an enormous truck full of car exhausts.

Nelson is standing there in complete amazement, when the Chinese man starts to yell louder,
"You Sign! You sign!"

Nelson says to him, "Look, you've obviously got the wrong man", and shuts the door in his face.
The next day he hears a knock at the door again.

When he opens it, the little Chinese man is back with a huge truck of brake pads.
He thrusts his clipboard under Nelson's nose, yelling, "You sign! You sign!"

Mr Mandela is getting a bit hacked off by now, so he pushes the little Chinese man back, shouting:
"Look, go away! You've got the wrong man. I don't want them!" Then he slams the door in his face again.

The following day, Nelson is resting, and late in the afternoon, he hears a knock on the door again.

On opening the door, there is the same little Chinese man thrusting a clipboard under his nose, shouting,
"You sign! You sign!"

Behind him are TWO very large trucks full of car parts.

This time Nelson loses his temper completely, he picks up the little Man by his shirt front and yells at him:
"Look, I don't want these! Do you understand? You must have the wrong name! Who do you want to give these to?"

The little Chinese man looks very puzzled, consults his clipboard, and says:




(It's a beauty)



(Wait for it)



(Get your best Chinese accent ready)






"You not Nissan Main Deala?"

RE: Sweetners

In regards to what I was saying earlier on - forgot to mention this useful page which explains it all. As ever, I've now got more questions than answers!

(would have posted this earlier, if Livejournal had been awake!)

More Surreal

Yes, it's the president of Russia, in a Pizza Hut commercial. Or was it...

(Embedded YouTube video of what appeared to be Boris Yeltsin in Pizza Hut).

Punts & Hunts

I had something to attend to, but not until late afternoon. So, it meant I had part of the day, and I had a few ideas with what to do with it - and a Multibus ticket can increase these somewhat!

Firstly, traveling to Cambridge today was a two-step process! I walked down to Royston Bus Station to pick up the Huntingdon & District weekly Service 139 (Royston - Foxton) - which takes in most of South Cambridgeshire on the way. Now, last time, it was a Volvo B6, so something similar would not be out the question. Dart 5320 turned up - yes, former Travel Dundee K916 FVC. I spent some time finding these, and now they start coming to me...


... When the driver returned, he didn't quite recognise the name of where I was heading, but I pointed it out in the Herts CC timetable book. This was replied with "Oh, I go there, do I?" - presumably not aware of the surroundings. Given that this route runs weekly, maybe to be expected on occasion.

We left, and the driver still had his mug of tea on the dash... lets just say I got to Great Shelford in one piece, where I snapped up the citi7 MAN going in the other direction.



... before I got Dart 22461 on the 7 into Cambridge City Centre myself.

As yet, the public leaflets for the extended citi4 service are not yet available at Premier Travel in Drummer Street. These, and the new edition of the citi map is to follow by the end of the week. However, the map is now seeable on the Stagecoach website - including the citi4 extension - see here.

It was while I was working out the times for the next bit of the trip that the inspiration for the first bit of the title came about. As most people who've been through the quayside of Cambridge will know, most of the water boat owners are all too eager to offer passing tourists the chance to go punting. Two young femmes approached me, and said "Do you know where we can go punting?" At that moment, my mind was caught between the Stagecoach 15/15A timetable, and trying to work out what they'd just said... before they continued "... You know, on the river" - and then it all made sense. As we were at the edge of Christ's Pieces Park, easy enough to direct to!

So, back to the second part of the title. To kill a bit more time, the plan was to get the 553/554/555 to St Ives, and then come back on the 15A to Cambridge. So, I waited for the 1315 554. The bus pulls in, showing 570 Huntingdon - presumably the number blinds were stuck. The driver took a few prompts to answer my question, so I didn't bother pointing out his number issues. On route to St Ives, we took a short cut through Fen Drayton (I think!) to avoid almost stationery traffic. The bus was 4216, a former London & Country and Keighly & District Leyland Olympian/ECW - B prefix plate! - which was still covered internally with West Yorkshire Metro and City of Bradford Metropolitan Council adverts! The bus clagged its way to St Ives Bus Station, where this pic was taken.



So, anyway, following a brief nosey round the town centre, I got on the Stagecoach 15A back to Cambridge a slightly elongated manner i.e. 78 minutes on the 15A, 93 minutes on the 15, and around 30 minutes on the 553/554/555 ! Stagecoach 16015 pulled in as a 15, and left shortly after as a 15A, via some rural parts of Huntingdonshire.



Last thing to do was to do what I came for in Cambridge - but then, when I arrived, she said "Oh, I was expecting you yesterday". You know what I did, don't you - yes, wrote them in my diary back to front. Never mind - I couldn't have gone in soaked yesterday, could I?

You can view all of today's pics here.