Saturday’s interactions

  1. I accepted a religious pamphlet from a street missionary and put it in the first available bin. Maybe I should have returned it to the missionary further down the street who tried to give me another one.
  2. The ATM outside a bank shortchanged me by £20. I only spotted this because the machine was taking ages to print the receipt  and was also still attempting to eject one of the notes . This wouldn’t have happened if I had been prepared to queue at the machines inside the bank. (Queue? See later!)
  3. The man in the small newsagents refused my i newspaper subscription voucher – it takes too long to get payment back, he said.
  4. On only my second visit to Wilco I abandoned my budget notebook on seeing the 10-deep checkout queues. There should be a bin near the checkouts so that customers unprepared to wait in the queue can abandon their goods rather than leaving them on a random shelf, as I did.
  5. At home, my bank’s Internet banking site has an option to report problems with ATM transactions, which was helpful and suggests it’s a fairly common event.
  6. A very fine evening interacting with old friends on our first visit to the excellent Mute Swan pub in Hampton Court. Good food, lots of space between tables, and for a Saturday night not too noisy. I shouldn’t have finished with a strong, black coffee, but that’s another story.

Not quite Olympic table tennis

After the second night of competition, the old guy leads the young pretender 2-0 (4-2 and 4-2). Windy conditions meant it was a lot easier to play into the wind than with the wind behind!

Sunday update! On the 3rd night the young pretender dealt better with the blustery wind and won 4-2. Overall, 2-1 to the old guy.

Monday update! On the 4th and final night, in blustery conditions and poor light, the old guy outfoxed his son 4-1. Final score, 3-1 to the old guy!

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