12 March (Part 3) - Germany calling
I had an email from Germany this morning with a politely worded complaint
about the text size on this blog. I now have an image in my mind of a monocled
man in a long dirty raincoat and a Homburg hat squinting through the smoke
curling from the end of his cigarette holder sniggering Haw Haw at the mayor the
leaders’s
pathetic attempts to Lord it over Bexley. Who says
Germans don’t have a sense of humour? Perhaps that is a cue
to remind readers of the Configure option on the menu above. I spent a whole day
getting that to work and now I find it is too complicated for even a German to
understand. I don’t know how to make it simpler.
The German pointed out a spelling error on this page. He must have gone to
grammar school unlike the poor kids of Thamesmead who passed the exam and find a
heartless council saying they live too far away to go. When I went to grammar
school I travelled ten miles on two buses to get there each morning.