Do not let Lou book a hotel room for tonight in Lincoln.
On the plus side she has booked a nice hotel in Norfolk on the 13th of October.
FFS
Do not let Lou book a hotel room for tonight in Lincoln.
On the plus side she has booked a nice hotel in Norfolk on the 13th of October.
FFS
Mine did similar once with train tickets.
And one time we met several family members for a meal at a restaurant, the restaurant was closed. Presumably some restaurant elsewhere wondering why we bunch of ####s had booked and not turned up.
God love 'em!
Or when full booking a room in a nearby hotel in the same chain to find that in the USA nearby is 200 miles away.
We'll all come round and burgle your house.
Owain
Being a dumb yokel myself, My mate invited us to stay with him in Florida and said he'd he'd pick us up from the airport.
I booked the flights. "Which airport" he asked. "Durrr.... Florida", I replied, thinking it was a stupid question.
When he learned which airport he was *pissed*!
daughter staying with us tried to get a curry from a takeaway down the road, but ended up ordering from one about 60 miles away.
Reminds me of a secretary we had at work: "What's Belgium?", she wanted to know.
Actually on second thoughts that's probably a reasonable question.
Was her surname Raab?
ARW formulated on Saturday :
Talking of which, two weeks ago she went online to book a table for later that day, we ended up with a booking for seven days later. It was though, at the correct time.
But it is of course your fault. Apart from many other arguments, she can always run the old but reliable "stop f****ng the brains out of me if you want me to..."
I was amused once asking google maps for the nearest delicatessen in the Isle of Wight. The answer was some 200 miles away in Britanny, iirc.
One of the reasons I try to get my OH to put everything into Google Calendar. This, of course, doubles the chance for error; but at least I get to check.
The nearest store with stock is 6.2 miles - by boat, and not by car where the nearest river crossing is 35 miles away.
I live on the north Kent coast, and am frequently told that the nearest branch (or whatever) is in Southend or similar.
So fire up the jet-ski, then.
Treat yourself to the Old Palace, and have a beer at the Wig and Mitre
that is my birthday...
f Wight. The answer was some 200 miles away in Britanny, iirc.
But only when the tide is in - Southend pier is 1.3 miles long for a reason.
Dad blast it, wojja tell 'im that for?
Not just that side - our pier wasn't much shorter (until it collapsed 3 months after we moved in). It too had a railway.
Jet skis are dirty words round here, when they start at 6 a.m.
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