IKEA to charge £1 parking fee at its new Edmonton store

In particular, you are driving at a good speed along an straight stretch of empty road, and in the distance, just before an endless string of bends you can see a car sitting at the end of a side road. It sits there, and sits there, and sits there and then, when you are about 30 yards behind, inches its way out in front of you.

Another particular trick is to jam on the brakes whenever a car approaches on the other side of the road.

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Nick Atty
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I thought feng shui was Japanese ...

Mary

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Mary Fisher

Oh come on! Were you 100% confident when you began driving?

How?

That will be their just reward.

How do you know?

Because we're human? Because that's how we have to live the rest of our lives?

Bet I'm older than you!

You should have a word with him then.

Same thing. Luckily he forgets so it's unimportant. It only lasts a short time.

And before you say it, he's younger than me.

Yes, but when you're both driving?

Perhaps that's why they've survived?

Tell you what, I thought about this over dinner. I thought about all the things we're doing during this week. It gives no time to go to the garden centre. Nor does the weekend, a son and family is coming. Same the following weekend (different son). During the week we're making, mending, diy-ing and preparing to entertain bloody kids on Saturday or Sunday. No time for anything else. Don't know when I'll have to time to see to the hare skin ...

Quite.

Oh - so how do you know the wrinkles go at weekends?

I don't feel the need to keep up.

No. To signal your intent is all important. If folk - as you suggest - aren't positioning themselves properly you have no idea what they're going to do.

Do they? Or is that your interpretation?

Hmm, I agree there.

Yes. True, Honestly. Dyb dyb dyb ...

I know it's hard to believe but it's true.

Mary

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Mary Fisher

Well, have been driving for 55 years ...

er- what's the 'mirrle'?

Sorry to be such a thicko ... it's living with men. Live with 'em long enough ...

Possibly ... er ... but then they still wouldn't agree.

Mary

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Mary Fisher

I'm just interested in your powers of understanding what others think. I admit to not knowing what's in others' minds.

Mary

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Mary Fisher

Evidence?

With my arthritis?

Hang on while I get my diclofenac ...

I don't know. I said that SOME question it.

There's a lot I don't know.

Mary

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Mary Fisher

I've had two Moggy vans. One was rolled by a son who was going to Harrogate for oysters while we were in Ireland. He took over the other and gave me a RED Escort in exchange. That was OK. He still has the MM. It's purple.

So can I.

Yes.

Under certain circumstances.

I agree. But we tow and need a large capacity inside and the ability for quite a heavy load on the roof. No Moggy model could cope with our needs. We don't use a car often but when we do it has to be butch enough to do what we want. The rest of the time we use the scooter.

Believe me, if we could find an older vehicle (apart from a tractor) which would do what we wanted we'd get it like a shot.

Mary

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Mary Fisher

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Mary Fisher

Well, it's not going to apply to you and me is it?

Mary

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Mary Fisher

You must be tired .. you need a GPS! ;-)

It's like the middie but seen as a reflection?

And ... ? ;-)

T i m

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T i m

You wouldn't need to Mary .. as you mentioned before you live with men and therefore they say what they think / mean / need etc. You enen know what they think about other drivers or the radio because they shout it out loud.

I on the other hand live with women and that helps hone my mindreading and telepathic skills ..

All the best ..

T i m

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T i m

Where, never touched it, wasn't me .. "Ha you won't take me alive coppers! Muahhhahh"

I'll dance with anything me .. ;-)

Hey .. is that some sort of date rape drug .. I've heard about you sort of women .. ;-)

Bless you Mary ;-)

All the best ..

T i m

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T i m

I was impressed when the 'taxi' we had in Iceland used one. The driver didn't bother looking through the windscreen. Not that there was a road...

The middie? We call itthe midden.

You get like 'em.

You sure you can manage that?

Mary

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Mary Fisher

Er - not necessarily. Just because someone says something doesn't mean they're thinking.

You're very fortunate.

Mary

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Mary Fisher

Sound more like Vicky ... No but, yeah but, no but ...

You'll have to be an authoritative leader ...

You should be so lucky.

er - what were we talking about?

Hug returned.

Mary

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Mary Fisher

There is one particular thing that I see quite often on my way to work (particularly if I go in at the weekend).

The journey is about 6 miles, about 4 of which are along a (not particularly wide) country road. This road has some long straight bits, and some very nasty very non-straight bits. I follow people who do a consistent 30mph along the length of the road - for over half the journey, this is really much slower than road conditions require (except when wet/icy of course). For the rest of the time, they actually pull ahead of me as they take the bends dangerously fast.

Near the end of the journey, they usually speed up to 40mph; this is on a long stretch which is the only part with a (justified) 30mph speed limit (all the rest is the national 60mph limit although little of it is safe at that speed).

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Bob Eager

Chinese actually ....

David

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David Shepherd

I'm also considering a pre-war Austin 12, but you can't get IKEA flatpacks in so easily.

MM

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MM

Thanks.

Closer than Swedish then :-)

Mary

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Mary Fisher

Maybe it will, once IKEA realise that the great unwashed will not utter a murmur. Just think of all those luverly parking spaces spread across the IKEA acres! Thousands in extra dosh per week - for nuttin'. Who wouldn't at least get out a pocket calculator?

MM

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MM

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