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		<title>In and out of London on February 14th</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 15 Feb 2009 16:05:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[After a long day which started at 8am with: - walking past suburban London to find it full of Colin-Firth-esque fathers driving mini-vans packed with screaming kids inside, presumably taking kids to football practice - walking past a long line of (presumably Polish) men just standing forlornly outside a Polish delicatssen, waiting in vain for [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>After a long day which started at 8am with:<br />
- walking past suburban London to find it full of Colin-Firth-esque fathers driving mini-vans packed with screaming kids inside, presumably taking kids to football practice<br />
- walking past a long line of (presumably Polish) men just standing forlornly outside a Polish delicatssen, waiting in vain for some freelance building work<br />
- having to jump on three mis-labelled trains before finally finding the one that got me to Heathrow Airport<br />
- a very stressed lady at an airport car rental desk who kept pointing at a non-existent silver door<br />
- getting to the car rental place, and waiting in a portakabin to rent a car while planes flew by overhead. Almost romantic.<br />
- driving 100 miles north of London past snowy fields and the wilds of Lincolnshire<br />
- wrestling with two sat-nav systems on a mobile phone to get me to a country village, both of which failed<br />
- eventually getting to the picturesque country village with snowy fields. Very romantic.<br />
- walking up to a mews cottage. Very romantic.<br />
- hearing dogs barking loudly, and opening the door to find a family of five and two dogs crowded inside a living room. Not so romantic.<br />
- Picking up an LCD TV which I&#8217;d bought from the guy on eBay. Despite his burly sinewy muscles helping me get the TV to the car, this wasn&#8217;t remotely romantic. Unless you&#8217;re into burly sinewy muscled guys with tattoos. The wonders of eBay, eh?<br />
- Driving 100 miles south back to London, listening to commercial radio endlessly going on about Valentines Day. No wonder I hate <a href="http://www.heart.co.uk">those kinds of radio stations</a>.<br />
- Having the bright idea of switching to Radio 1, which at least had a sense of humour about Valentines Day.<br />
- Pulling into a Chinese supermarket en route <em>(well, I&#8217;ve got the hire car, might as well make the most of it)</em>, which is full of families buying their weekly groceries and sparking huge nostalgia memories. More of that in a future blog post&#8230;<br />
- Coming out of the Chinese supermarket with 20kg of rice and 50 packets of instant noodles. That ought to do me for a fortnight.<br />
- Navigating the traffic jams to get back to my place, and transport an LCD TV, 20kg of rice and two boxes of instant noodles up three flights of stars.<br />
- Huge disappointment that the TV &#8211; which came promised with 3 HDMI sockets for the TV &#8211; only had two. Damn.<br />
- Eventually make it back out to the shops I can&#8217;t get to normally &#8211; mostly Homebase, B&amp;Q and the huge Tescos Wembley.<br />
- Stunned to find that Tesco Wembley is exceedingly busy, AND that due to not having any change, I can&#8217;t use a trolley.<br />
- Stand in line for 10 minutes at Tesco Wembley, with two Eastern European men in front waiting with 3 cases of Fosters. Romantic night for them, presumably.<br />
- Head to the petrol station, only to find it packed and have to wait in line for ten minutes. Shouldn&#8217;t all these people be home or out in lovey-dovey restaurants on Valentines&#8217; Day?<br />
- Take all the groceries back, head back out to Heathrow to return the car. I&#8217;m a sworn environmentalist, but I love how Heathrow looks at night.<br />
- Return the car, and wait forever for a tube train back to West London.<br />
- Now it&#8217;s 9pm, and I&#8217;m starving. But stepping into a pub or restaurant for food on this day would be a disaster.<br />
- Fortunately, I spot a Chinese buffet and walk in. After all, what kind of romancing couple would be spending Valentines&#8217; Day in a buffet?</p>
<p>Ah. At least two elderly men with their rather young wives, and three yuppie couples. Has the Chinese buffet become the new great place to eat out and be seen in?</p>
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