An entry about things that begin with B and Q.
2003-02-19 at 9:08 a.m.

 

So. Not much happens in my life. So I invite you to partake in a small part of the pub culture that I happily immerse myself in.

In the pub last night someone asked what time B&Q (hardware store par excellence) shut. Mr Me said 'I don't even know what they sell', a reference to his hatred for all things DIY. I replied 'They sell things beginning with B and Q. Like Bears, Quinces, Quails, Balls, Buckets....'. My mate followed up with 'And Beehives'.

Which led to a discussion about announcements on the tannoy like 'Could a customer services representative make their way to aisle seven, there's a customer covered in bees'.

More hilarity about things beginning with B and Q ensued.

I finished all that nonsense though by proudly announcing that in fact, B&Q sell none of these things, they only sell Bar-B-Qs.

That is the most noteworthy thing that has happened to me in two days.

Anyone got some spare life they'd like to donate me?