One of the interesting parts of doing primary source research is always finding That One Document (TM) that every book on a subject has used as a source for a thing.
And seeing the different ways they've all tried to pretend there was more detailed info in it than there is. 😆
It's always like:
"Of course [Interesting Thing happened] which I would TOTALLY know more about and could go into more detail about if I had time. Anyhoo moving on."
Then you actually read the source and it's all... nah. That's all you were able to find out to. You big tease 😆
FULL DISCLOSURE: I'm totally guilty of doing this in stuff I write too on occasion.
BUT... I've learned (the hard way) never to say "ask me another time" about something that would fall into this category.
Because you lot have stupid long memories and ALWAYS remember to actually ask me another time.
You're sneaky like that.
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Did an awful lot of research onto the background of this appearance for the article i never wrote on Rod Hull/Emu and the fridge-throw
Something to note: this was Pryor's first TV interview since his near-death accident. Everyone around him was walking on metaphorical eggshells.
Pryor insisted he was fine (although he was heavily scared under the layers of makeup), but was still struggling to get himself back into a normal place (or as normal as it ever got for him).
ELIZABETH: Big Liz calling Admiral. Big Liz to Admiral. Squawk.
ANNE: Admiral Squawking.
ELIZABETH: Pigs on the 25 and a bear in the air. No knowledge.
ANNE: Roger Roger. Going high.
ELIZABETH: Stick Mimms rondey.
ANNE: Rog. Two bars out.
ELIZABETH: Clear roads
ANNE: Clear roads
HAMMOND: I can't fucking believe you talked me into this.
GRAYLING: It's fun! And I needed a driver's mate
HAMMOND: It's not fun Chris. I'm only doing this because it's the only way I'm getting to a Calais beermart
GRAYLING: Want to try the CB?
HAMMOND: No
GRAYLING: You meet all sorts on the road you know.
HAMMOND: Oh I'm sure.
GRAYLING: All sorts.
HAMMOND:
GRAYLING:
HAMMOND:
GRAYLING: I one saw Matt Hancock in a layby. He was-
HAMMOND <interrupting>: DO NOT fucking finish that sentence Chris, I swear to god.
"Don't make a big thing of it. I'm only still here because it turns out you have a sunbeam."
I do suspect last night was a bit of a turning point. By chance, she happened to be in having dinner when the skies absolutely OPENED and we had about 2hrs of torrential rain.
And for the first time she looked... went "nope", and sat warily on various chairs for a while.
You could see her looking at the rain, then at us, and going:
"okay, huh. So it stays TOTALLY dry and warm in here when it rains. And the foolish or devious meat puppets who deliver food on demand may well just be foolish, not devious. As they aren't trying to murder me. Huh."
I'd kinda forgotten that everyone else wasn't aware SouthEastern was going OLR. It's not actually as big a surprise as it seems (or as the renationalistas will claim).
DfT incompetence combining with bad franchise management
We'll pull together a quick LR piece on the situation
Short version is that the franchisee fucked up a LOT early on (Which I'm sure everyone remembers) and then never really managed to dig themselves out of the various management and structural problems they created in that period.
This was made worse by the DfT sticking their heads in the sand about the whole thing while also fucking up a lot of the calculations on potential profitability that they were telling franchisees were the best way to work out Benefit/Cost (BCR) on proposals.
Well that was going alright. He had a bit of a snooze. She had a bit of a snooze.
But then she tried to move a bit closer to snuggle and got a paw (but no claws) to the head as a reminder about consent.
On a serious note I think this is the first time she's not looked utterly panicked at the fact she'd accidentally placed me between herself and the open door.
Granted that was probably because she was just happy to be so close to her crush, but still. #pawsonsCreek