Yesterday I mentioned Russian spies being found in Great Yarmouth. The Daily Mail made this their lead story and inside we had the following revelation from a cafe owner.
"They used to order my super breakfast - £7 for a full English with four slices of bread plus hash browns."
A few days ago Look East got into the trivia act with a piece from a camping site. It featured boys playing cricket, a woman failing to put a tent up and sausages going cold on a barbecue because a family had run out of gas.
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I have often worried about ages in Coronation Street. Take Audrey and Gayle who are mother and daughter in the soap but in real life there's only seven years difference in their ages.
Now we have Tyrone finding out that his mother is alive while there is just 12 years difference between the real ages of the actors.
And while we are talking about nonsense media stories and Coronation Street, I came across the following headline.
"Next Coronation Street legend to get killed and fans will be gutted."
The story is completely fabricated and is just the predictions of an AI machine.
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Back to the Hundred cricket competition and the halfway emerging talent spot where no hopers hog the stage for a three minute musical mess.
On Wednesday the talentless (sorry talent) spot was taken by someone named Caity Baser. That's Caity not Katy. The main lyric to her song appeared to be: "Two, four, six, eight. I'll tell you what I really hate." WOW.
Apparently she's a You Tube sensation. I'm just a blog sensation (absolutely not I hear you say).
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Sad to hear that another celebrity from our youth has died. Sir Michael Parkinson was forever on our screens. He interviewed all the greats of screen and TV but in his own words will only be remembered for being attacked by Rod Hull and what he referred to as "that sodding emu."
There aren't too many of what I call the old school around now. Which reminds me that William Roache who plays Ken Barlow on Corrie is 91 and could still pass for somebody in their seventies.
Yesterday was haircut day (which one I hear you ask) ahead of an important family event next Monday which I will tell you about in a future blog.
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Do you get as exasperated and annoyed as I do when a company or organisation changes its rules and asks you to do something and then threatens you with fines if you don't do what they ask? Let me explain.
I pay the toll for the Dartford Crossing over and under the Thames by an account. I have all the family cars on this and payment is automatically taken and when my account drops below a certain level it is automatically topped up on my credit card.
A couple of months ago Dartford Crossing said they were changing providers or something and all payment cards had to be revalidated.
As usual I was told this was a simple process but as usual it wasn't. Whatever I tried didn't work so I decided to leave it for a couple of weeks only to be told that if I didn't re-validate by the end of August I would be fined for every journey.
In situations like this I always think of the phrase
They change the rules... We pick up the pieces and do the work.
Enough moaning for one day and I have re-validated.