Some of Life's Mysteries (Part II)

Every now and then things change, which is fine, that's life. But some of the changes I do find very difficult to understand.

Booking fees. These are an abomination and legalised theft in my opinion. Now fair enough if you happen to buy tickets from a ticket agency I suppose, they have to make their wedge. But why oh why do you get charged a booking fee when buying direct from the theatre box office? Especially when you buy on the internet and even pick up the tickets when you arrive for the show thus saving them postage.

On Feb 23 we are off to Manchester for the Versus Cancer night at the MEN Arena to hear Inspiral Carpets, Fun Lovin' Criminals, Happy Mondays and more. We booked the tickets, with a booking fee, then were prompted to request delivery method. I went for Fastrack, which was an extra £2-50 on top of the booking fee. I paid the money and lo, I had paid for the privelege of printing off the tickets using my own ink and paper. Bastards!

The other thing that really bugs me now is the way men have started towing little suitcases behind them like trolley dollies. Pick 'em up you feeble gits and if you're too weak don't go out until you've had a few good feeds and found a bit of strength.

Which reminds me that those poncy knots in scarves that men wear also drive me mad. Even when they are wearing t-shirts they have scarves on with that poncy knot. Wear it properly or leave it at home you plonkers.