Squarebear
Lee Trundle
- Joined
- Jul 9, 2020
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Almost every day I bump into this fellow walking his dog. He's a cracking bloke but Jesus he moans a lot about how Swansea was better in the 1970s, when the sun shone all Summer and most of the winter.
I can't decide if these encounters are doing me harm or good.
Anyhow, this morning's moan was about Swansea's parking machines, which struck a bit of a chord, as I'd been in Mumbles yesterday and kept having to step into the road to get past lost souls staring blankly at the parking machines trying to follow the instructions. This business of having to input part of our registration is - it seems to me - yet another way of wringing a little bit of pleasure from our lives. How I pine for the days when you might be handed a ticket by a smiling departing driver who'd say "there's a couple of hours left on that".
I can't decide if these encounters are doing me harm or good.
Anyhow, this morning's moan was about Swansea's parking machines, which struck a bit of a chord, as I'd been in Mumbles yesterday and kept having to step into the road to get past lost souls staring blankly at the parking machines trying to follow the instructions. This business of having to input part of our registration is - it seems to me - yet another way of wringing a little bit of pleasure from our lives. How I pine for the days when you might be handed a ticket by a smiling departing driver who'd say "there's a couple of hours left on that".