Bunny Abroad

The new tube map has lost the river Thames and the zones…is someone on drugs? Bunny will hold on to her old map at all costs!!!

So, having spent a day in Southampton, Bunny hasn’t really got much to add about the city over what has already been said by others…not I place I’d choose to visit again methinks.

I did however notice a massive marketing stunt – at the Food Terrace in West Quay shopping centre – from Sblended Milkshakes (apparently they used to be know as Shake About….not that I had ever heard about either before now). Vouchers and samples being handed out by young men; I guess they are targeting girls Not sure how well it work, as seriously, these days, would you not prefer a healthy, but just as tasty smoothie…?

It’s no secret that Bunny loves her cheese…so I was very disappointed after being tempted by poxy 3 for 2 offer in Asda…the cheese slices stick together and no, the pack is not really resealable! Think a return to Jarlsberg and Cathedral City is very much required!!!

Never has the Amateur Transplants song been more relevant, especially with the frequent use of the b-word, the f-word and even the c-word. Does the RMT really believe that ANYONE will have sympathy with their case these days, when it affects everyone else in an already troubled economy so badly? Most people I have talked with today feel they should be glad they even HAVE have jobs…was very tempted to download and play the song going through the barriers earlier…

Also, claiming back the jobs of a couple of co-workers who have been fired for gross misconduct doesn’t really sound very reasonable?

So to add insult to injury, trying to use Transport for London’s alternative route guide, I still keep getting tube schedules…but with the warning that the line may be closed due to strike. Not very well prepared, are we…?

So, going out to St George’s for an appointment with my surgeon (no, not a plastic one, unfortunately)…only to find that he has cancelled the appointment without letting me know, I was extremely annoyed, but realised I couldn’t take it out on the receptionist, she looked like she was about to cry and told me I wasn’t the first person showing up that day who hadn’t been informed. Getting the new date confirmed and also being reassured that she would complain to the manager of the appointments nurse (which I happen to know is a right bitch) I still wanted to ram the unicorn statue up the part of the latter where the sun doesn’t shine…

 Anyway, then decided to spend my freed up time getting my hair done at my favourite hairdresser’s…luckily he was in and had an available appointment too… Just disappointed that the salon uses a brand of hair colours that I am allergic too, otherwise I would have come there more often.

Coming out of the salon, hair nicely chopped, I found myself having the second rant of the day, at rude recruiters, twice! Firstly, my interview booked for today was postponed without even agreeing a new date, which I am sure they will request with very short notice. Do they think it is dead easy to set aside a day for an interview? Fair enough that it is sellers market at the moment, but you would think a tiny bit of reason and politeness is in order?

Secondly, another one calling from undisclosed number, leaving some rambling message, which I have to replay at least 3 times to write down the phone number, and spend my hard earned cash trying to reach them again…only they are always busy interviewing someone, on the other line or not at their desk…and NO, I don’t want them to call me back, I may be busy. What is wrong with sending and SMS or email? Is that kind of technology too advanced for most agents? My favourite recruiter always sends me an SMS (from his email system), to ask me to call him – including the number – or that he has sent me an email that he hopes I can reply to. Now THAT’S service…and probably the reason why he has earned a good fee placing me twice…

Bunny is aware that there are some horrendously ugly towns and cities in the UK, and she has visited a few. Still her least favourite place is Bournemouth…just because it is supposed to be so LOVELY…and yet is is just so BO-RING! Yes, the beach is nice, but the town completely lacks any hint of charm. Probably fine for pensioners and students, but Bunny would not mind if she never had to go there again…

Having visited great places like Bern, Barcelona, Madrid, Dublin, Kinsale, Belfast, Dubai, Vienna, New York, Paris, LA, Lisbon, Cairo, Athens, Sydney, Prague, Golfe Juan and Svalbard, just to mention a few, not to forget all the nice cities and towns in the UK, Bunny still hasn’t gotten over the shock of finding herself on a company x-mas trip to Brussels …yes, the chocolate museum was fab, we steered clear of sprouts and checked out the fish market and the usual sights…still, why there, why me…?

The greedy airports in Ireland (and yes, in Northern Ireland too) are charging people for the stupid plastic bags you have to use through security…not only do you have to  show your toiletries to all fellow passengers, now you have to pay to do it too… And does anyone really feel any safer? Bunny seriously thinks that the terrorists have won the war already!

In the ad you see the Thomson staff building your perfect holiday…well, seems that’s how they are spending their time instead of customer relevant operations. Bunny booked a flight with Thomson Airways recently, and never again. The information available, the service, everything was a shambles…maybe what they are trying to imply in their ads is that everything is just a surface operation

Bunny’s neighbours are not her favourites, for various reasons. One of the joys of living in the city is the proximity to other people, except for when you feel they are actually in your bedroom when they are having sex…this of course, also makes me worry about what they hear