At Nunhead cemetery
My favourite biscuits are custard creams
At Nunhead cemetery
To be sent the long way round by direction signs on the Underground
when there are much quicker, unsigned routes
Programmes that require minimal brain power to enjoy. Invaluable when whacked after a long week – eg, Inspector Morse repeats
Toilet door signs with ambiguous graphics to deliberately blur the
distinction between the men’s and women’s.
(can theme pub designers just stop doing this? It was novel in the
1980s)
A coaster that sticks to the bottom of your cup/glass and then
falls on the floor
The uncertainty that comes from a foreign traffic light showing an
unexpected pattern – eg,flashing green
A motel shower curtain that billows in the steam, clinging to your
side like a soggy nylon magnet
A leaving do gift that is left behind in the drunken cab ride home
The distracting tiny fluffy ball of ink that forms on the nib of a
biro when writing