<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936781515671961200</id><updated>2011-07-30T15:14:23.976-07:00</updated><category term='Introduction'/><category term='Gripes'/><category term='99p'/><category term='quiet coaches'/><category term='inactivity'/><category term='sportswear'/><category term='Grouchy GaTCHa'/><category term='consideration'/><category term='Rudeness'/><category term='wobbly table'/><category term='crap maps'/><category term='mobile phones'/><category term='Moan'/><category term='noisy people'/><category term='Rude people'/><category term='manners'/><category term='GaTCHa'/><category term='directions'/><category term='lazy'/><category term='trains'/><category term='Mushrooms'/><category term='i-pods'/><category term='Chunter'/><category term='inaccurate'/><category term='laptops'/><category term='sports clothes'/><category term='shellsuits'/><category term='#1'/><category term='sinuses'/><category term='How I&apos;ll begin'/><category term='de-wonkification'/><category term='Whinge'/><category term='iamgatcha'/><category term='rhinitis'/><category term='Grouch'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>GaTCHa the Grouch</title><subtitle type='html'>Gripes, grumbles, groans and grumps from the grouchy GaTCHa &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygatcha.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936781515671961200/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygatcha.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>GaTCHa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424836229727915182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/Sh54Ao5KTDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g0mzzVrC4oY/S220/150+(Custom).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936781515671961200.post-729266138326750169</id><published>2009-08-30T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T02:56:47.544-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sinuses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GaTCHa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iamgatcha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhinitis'/><title type='text'>#8 My Sinuses</title><content type='html'>.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SppMhsuWe7I/AAAAAAAAAXY/XeJ7ByyjPy0/s1600-h/sinuses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SppMhsuWe7I/AAAAAAAAAXY/XeJ7ByyjPy0/s200/sinuses.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375693247045073842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're just really p1551ng me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to gross people out so if you don't want to know about it don't read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get really bad sinus problems. Pain, headaches, being bunged up and then streaming, trouble sleeping, always blowing my nose' etc etc.  I have seen doctors who haven't been very helpful - I have tried nasal sprays, tablets, homeopathic stuff, steaming, oil massages, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SppMlVIPC_I/AAAAAAAAAXg/4nPyg9gfTwI/s1600-h/sinus-main_Full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SppMlVIPC_I/AAAAAAAAAXg/4nPyg9gfTwI/s200/sinus-main_Full.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375693309430664178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sneeze and blow my nose a lot and drive my girlfriend potty (although she's remarkable patient given how annoying and yucky it is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's most likely allergic rhinitis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SppMqp_jMjI/AAAAAAAAAXo/qWTwYx-0csc/s1600-h/ww5r243s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SppMqp_jMjI/AAAAAAAAAXo/qWTwYx-0csc/s200/ww5r243s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375693400930726450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Basically, I need to stump up for allergy testing and look at treating nasal polyps (isn't that gross) which I'll most likely have.  Surgery is not an option for me because: 1) I'm a coward 2) It's gross 3) It's quite tricky and can cause damage 4) Longer than desirable recovery time 5) High recurrence of them growing back anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just spoils my days, makes me grumpy (even more so) and costs me a fortune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy happy joy joy. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5936781515671961200-729266138326750169?l=grouchygatcha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygatcha.blogspot.com/feeds/729266138326750169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygatcha.blogspot.com/2009/08/8-my-sinuses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936781515671961200/posts/default/729266138326750169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936781515671961200/posts/default/729266138326750169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygatcha.blogspot.com/2009/08/8-my-sinuses.html' title='#8 My Sinuses'/><author><name>GaTCHa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424836229727915182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/Sh54Ao5KTDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g0mzzVrC4oY/S220/150+(Custom).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SppMhsuWe7I/AAAAAAAAAXY/XeJ7ByyjPy0/s72-c/sinuses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936781515671961200.post-4114023361321728490</id><published>2009-08-26T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T03:43:07.424-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mobile phones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i-pods'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='noisy people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiet coaches'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GaTCHa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grouchy GaTCHa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iamgatcha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laptops'/><title type='text'>#7 'Quiet' Coaches</title><content type='html'>.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SpURKXnoTsI/AAAAAAAAAWw/k7VTNJmoOTI/s1600-h/291352993_e030778f37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 143px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SpURKXnoTsI/AAAAAAAAAWw/k7VTNJmoOTI/s200/291352993_e030778f37.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374220600173153986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quiet Coaches - I used to love you - great idea - travelled a lot on trains and was so chuffed when they were introduced.  Now, my affair with them has ended - something has come between us - I hope it can be rekindled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why is it? Well, now they are frequented by mobile phone shouters, pingy-beepy laptop users, and accursed I-pod users so deaf they have to have music so loud they might as well have speakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SpURRVGuHTI/AAAAAAAAAW4/kumZUjdHU7U/s1600-h/418957995UecUTe_ph.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SpURRVGuHTI/AAAAAAAAAW4/kumZUjdHU7U/s200/418957995UecUTe_ph.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374220719757335858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think in their own deluded worlds they perceive everyone else in the other carriages as noisy and annoying and retire to the quiet coach so they can be undisturbed in their own personal sadistic form of noise making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The temptation to wedge a phone down someone's oesophagus; to garrote someone with their white headphone lead; to slam the laptop shut on someone's head, is often very tempting but then I remind myself of what a wonderfully calm, forgiving and well-adjusted model citizen I am ;-P  No, instead I take the mature option and make sarcastic comments with my girlfriend as we moan at the person to HUSH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SpURVxx_MRI/AAAAAAAAAXA/rqR8pyxSU7k/s1600-h/158436620090823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 181px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SpURVxx_MRI/AAAAAAAAAXA/rqR8pyxSU7k/s200/158436620090823.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374220796174479634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bloody hate it.  Oh, I do speak to them - I do tell point out to them the huge stickers and signs along the carriage indicating the use of these items is not permitted in this coach and they shoud, bugger off to every single other coach to use their gadgets.  They're in the QC not because there's no space elsewhere; it's not they can't read; it's not even that the coach was nearest to them at the station - as the QC's are normally at the end of the platform away from the lazy punters - no, it's because they're frakking idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, leave the quiet coach to the people who genuinely want to use it.  People want to relax, sleep, read a book, window gaze; not be slowly (or in my case, quickly) driven irrate by your incessant cacophonies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SpURjYprthI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/E80RggDtaz0/s1600-h/FGW_quiet_carriage_-_Help_us_keep_the_peace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SpURjYprthI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/E80RggDtaz0/s200/FGW_quiet_carriage_-_Help_us_keep_the_peace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374221029946930706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Train Companies should make it company rules that travellers in the Quiet Coach can physically remove any offending devices and destroy them (not the offending person - I'm not a monster ;-P ).  They could install a small compacter to squash their gizmos into a a little cube, like with car-crushing, so they can hold it for the rest of the now uneventful journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're just so ruddy annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Alan Partidge would say: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Scum... sub-human scum&lt;/span&gt;.  Can't argue with The Partridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5936781515671961200-4114023361321728490?l=grouchygatcha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygatcha.blogspot.com/feeds/4114023361321728490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygatcha.blogspot.com/2009/08/7-quiet-coaches.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936781515671961200/posts/default/4114023361321728490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936781515671961200/posts/default/4114023361321728490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygatcha.blogspot.com/2009/08/7-quiet-coaches.html' title='#7 &apos;Quiet&apos; Coaches'/><author><name>GaTCHa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424836229727915182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/Sh54Ao5KTDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g0mzzVrC4oY/S220/150+(Custom).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SpURKXnoTsI/AAAAAAAAAWw/k7VTNJmoOTI/s72-c/291352993_e030778f37.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936781515671961200.post-1151915381046765591</id><published>2009-08-24T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T11:04:13.541-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='de-wonkification'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GaTCHa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wobbly table'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grouchy GaTCHa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iamgatcha'/><title type='text'>#6 Wobbly Tables</title><content type='html'>Weebles wobble but they never fall down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fair enough - I have no problem with wobbly Weebles and their intolerance to prostration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tables, on the other hand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, I don't expect them to fall down but when they wobble they annoy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many restaurants and cafes have I been in where a wobbly table needed sorting before I could enjoy my meal?  Lots is the answer, my friends.  The strange thing to me is that no matter what the quality of eatery (always wanted to use that word), you can always find a wonky table that requires the obligatory folding of a serviette or scrap of paper; should a napkin prove too cumbersome and impolite.   I'd expect lesser quality establishments to have the odd imperfect table/uneven flooring combination but it comes as a surprise when you're splashing the cash in a fine restaurant and you get a 'wobbler'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I'd half hope that the management would check their tables were fit for purpose but I've gone back into places where I had 'corrected' tables and now found the tables re-wonkified (technical term).  Surely this is utter madness - either they are deliberately out to torment their customers or they are so blindly idiotic they remove the 'offending' item and don't put the fact that one of their customers is placing paper under one of the legs should lead to them either leaving the paper or adjusting the table/flooring professionally.  Perhaps the staff have delusions of being KGB agents picking up secret messages left at the special table drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel I have become a semi-professional table fixer in my time.  Maybe that is a part-time career move I could take - de-wonkification consultancy fees await... ;-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I must un-British myself next time the Wobbly Table effect occurs and actually mention it to the staff.  It would be interesting to judge their reaction - are they blissfully unaware or is there a secret and subtle mind-game being conducted in which we are the guinea pigs.  My investigations begin....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5936781515671961200-1151915381046765591?l=grouchygatcha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygatcha.blogspot.com/feeds/1151915381046765591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygatcha.blogspot.com/2009/08/6-wobbly-tables.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936781515671961200/posts/default/1151915381046765591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936781515671961200/posts/default/1151915381046765591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygatcha.blogspot.com/2009/08/6-wobbly-tables.html' title='#6 Wobbly Tables'/><author><name>GaTCHa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424836229727915182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/Sh54Ao5KTDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g0mzzVrC4oY/S220/150+(Custom).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936781515671961200.post-5891416134606574982</id><published>2009-08-23T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T01:24:17.801-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='99p'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GaTCHa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grouchy GaTCHa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iamgatcha'/><title type='text'>#5 99p</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SpD8hwccORI/AAAAAAAAAWY/3Q7xXVRbjCA/s1600-h/stocking4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 122px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SpD8hwccORI/AAAAAAAAAWY/3Q7xXVRbjCA/s200/stocking4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373072012323076370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that are priced 99p and 'something' and 99p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's such an irritation.  What's wrong with a rounded number?  Why £4.99 and not just £5....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it seems it's there because businesses think (or know?) customers are stupid and easily fooled so a 99p price tag looks cheaper to us than a £1, £99.99 is better than £100, etc.  We're apparently more likely to buy thinking it's cheaper - wow a whole 1p changes our perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SpD3UcKyqXI/AAAAAAAAAV4/Esgkj5oidr8/s1600-h/1228826706_80.177.117.97.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SpD3UcKyqXI/AAAAAAAAAV4/Esgkj5oidr8/s200/1228826706_80.177.117.97.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373066285983902066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Granted, many shoppers are aware of this trick/psychology and add the extra 1p and understand the real value but many others are being subtly duped.  They're tempting us.  Oh, and as for buying multiple 99p items, the ruddy totals and annoying change that's generated.  Now we use cards to pay, the whole process is even more absurd as no change happens you just end up with ridiculous numbers being deducted each month from your account but the process of people spending more than they might still occurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bound to be wrong - I've done no research and just type as it comes in my head - no draft - no thought ;-P  But I feel this way and I know I'm not an idiot.  It's got me cross for some reason or other and I need to work it through.  I can accept when I'm wrong but, let's face it, we all like thinking we're right XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I object to is the pointlessness of it all.  Why bother anymore? It's the pure fact that the businesses are still marketing to us like that - we're not all idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SpD3dYzZhTI/AAAAAAAAAWA/NEW7Cajt7Is/s1600-h/3137574_6579054c0d_m.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SpD3dYzZhTI/AAAAAAAAAWA/NEW7Cajt7Is/s200/3137574_6579054c0d_m.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373066439699301682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm sure it's the OCD in me that wants nice round numbers.  Don't get me wrong, I'm no maths slouch - people that know me will tell you I'm competent - I just don't like doing pointless maths when shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I care and I count because I do shop on a budget - I've learned my lesson on over-spending and cards and accounts.  Standing firmly on my soapbox, there are many people who need more education and support in managing their finances effectively but we live in a capitalistic society - money rules.  As long as the tax comes in, business does well and there's always plenty of people at the bottom of the pile supporting the few at the top then everything's great... as long as you as an individual are doing 'well' it doesn't really matter about the others.  That's what we're supposed to believe, as long as someone is worse off you're doing good.  Keep pushing, keep working, you'll get to the top like the few - as long as whatever you do you keep spending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SpD39aCaebI/AAAAAAAAAWI/Lxys_GFjcNg/s1600-h/0000123329_350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SpD39aCaebI/AAAAAAAAAWI/Lxys_GFjcNg/s200/0000123329_350.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373066989786528178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They see us as mugs and many of us are happy to oblige.  Make a choice. Start with 99p.  See it for what it really is, the thin edge of the wedge, the tip, and then make the choice - do you really need to spend? I'm not talking about the essentials that we all must purchase but those extra shiny-shiny things that stave off the lament; the things that are there to convince us we are successful because we can buy it (or take out credit from the lovely banks that we've already paid to support and keep in business so they can charge us even more and make even more mistakes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't really matter.  I've made my choice.  People make theirs.  I know how I want to live my life and how I want to be at the end of it all.  The powers will want to keep extending my retirement age and reduce my pension so I'll be near-dead(or dead) by the time I'm ready for it.  The only way out is if I save up and spend frugally or play their game and make a load of dosh at the misfortune of others elsewhere. I've resigned from this way of life. I'll be damned if I give them another inch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SpD4WVgqWTI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/kwphzvi7E3k/s1600-h/edible-_hat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 125px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SpD4WVgqWTI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/kwphzvi7E3k/s200/edible-_hat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373067418067949874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blimey, I am feeling grouchy today :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/magazine/5223328.stm"&gt;99 Flake Ice-creams&lt;/a&gt; are not called that because they cost 99p at one point in their existence. Thankfully. ;-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I couldn't resist the absurd image of a woman with a 99 cone hat stroking a horse statue.  Must be a fetish for someone out there...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5936781515671961200-5891416134606574982?l=grouchygatcha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygatcha.blogspot.com/feeds/5891416134606574982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygatcha.blogspot.com/2009/08/99p.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936781515671961200/posts/default/5891416134606574982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936781515671961200/posts/default/5891416134606574982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygatcha.blogspot.com/2009/08/99p.html' title='#5 99p'/><author><name>GaTCHa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424836229727915182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/Sh54Ao5KTDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g0mzzVrC4oY/S220/150+(Custom).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SpD8hwccORI/AAAAAAAAAWY/3Q7xXVRbjCA/s72-c/stocking4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936781515671961200.post-5944520516143999828</id><published>2009-08-21T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T01:11:20.059-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GaTCHa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inaccurate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grouchy GaTCHa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='directions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iamgatcha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crap maps'/><title type='text'>#4 Crap Maps</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/So5hWOqomNI/AAAAAAAAAVA/DB-48at4MIk/s1600-h/cmap1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/So5hWOqomNI/AAAAAAAAAVA/DB-48at4MIk/s200/cmap1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372338440021514450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really get cross with crappy, inaccurate maps - particularly the 'You are Here' maps that don't show you properly where you are or, better than that, complicated city maps that don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;indicate&lt;/span&gt; orientation (like North), scale, nor your current location.  That's really helpful. Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I know how to read maps - I use OS maps regularly, I hike and I did a lot of orienteering and backpacking when I was a teen.  I like maps - I like map-reading - I hate crap maps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/So5hc1oEt4I/AAAAAAAAAVI/FGA1Ud5Zf48/s1600-h/cmap2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/So5hc1oEt4I/AAAAAAAAAVI/FGA1Ud5Zf48/s200/cmap2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372338553558972290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really feel for people who come to use these craps maps and don't understand them - they must feel they are doing something wrong.... no it's the crap-map-designers.  The poor viewer may get lost and waste time - particularly if they are visiting an area for the first time.  These big board maps are there to be a used resource - why waste public money on crap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True, some maps are very good but too many a time I have been to a city, getting off the train, and going, 'Well I'm glad I brought my own map, their's is crap'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blimey, I'm a miserable git today... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/So5hvACPEdI/AAAAAAAAAVY/zeGeU_II1nc/s1600-h/you_are_probably_not_here_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 465px; height: 175px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/So5hvACPEdI/AAAAAAAAAVY/zeGeU_II1nc/s320/you_are_probably_not_here_web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372338865590702546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;P.S. Oh, and I am a typical male and don't like to ask for directions ;-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/So5hvACPEdI/AAAAAAAAAVY/zeGeU_II1nc/s1600-h/you_are_probably_not_here_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5936781515671961200-5944520516143999828?l=grouchygatcha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygatcha.blogspot.com/feeds/5944520516143999828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygatcha.blogspot.com/2009/08/4-crap-maps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936781515671961200/posts/default/5944520516143999828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936781515671961200/posts/default/5944520516143999828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygatcha.blogspot.com/2009/08/4-crap-maps.html' title='#4 Crap Maps'/><author><name>GaTCHa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424836229727915182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/Sh54Ao5KTDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g0mzzVrC4oY/S220/150+(Custom).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/So5hWOqomNI/AAAAAAAAAVA/DB-48at4MIk/s72-c/cmap1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936781515671961200.post-3126171933835312371</id><published>2009-08-19T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T02:36:41.679-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GaTCHa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rude people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='consideration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iamgatcha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rudeness'/><title type='text'>#3 Rude People</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SovGmfQm10I/AAAAAAAAAT4/DPMARfKKAac/s1600-h/digital-rudeness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 193px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SovGmfQm10I/AAAAAAAAAT4/DPMARfKKAac/s200/digital-rudeness.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371605345097930562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SovGsyNtHeI/AAAAAAAAAUA/K5BL_VmLuyA/s1600-h/rude.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 182px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SovGsyNtHeI/AAAAAAAAAUA/K5BL_VmLuyA/s200/rude.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371605453265247714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rude People&lt;/span&gt; - meh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much effort for a simple &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;excuse me&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;please&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thank you&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much for many it appears as they are far too busy and (self-)important to consider others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, manners are so important - I enjoy using them and obviously enjoy people being polite in return.  Few things, (well, besides &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mushrooms&lt;/span&gt;) get my goat more than a lack of manners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SovHMyhow3I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/O5pl5crzwdM/s1600-h/RUDE_narrowweb__300x386,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SovHMyhow3I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/O5pl5crzwdM/s200/RUDE_narrowweb__300x386,0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371606003104662386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'Am Sure this doesn't need over-explaining or over-exemplifying as I know we've all had many-a-moment where we've &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;felt&lt;/span&gt; aggrieved and insulted by another person's appalling behaviour around us and /or others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can we expect children and young adults to behave appropriately (as many people are so ready to condemn them for not doing) when so many adults don't 'practise what they preach'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SovG2n9FbyI/AAAAAAAAAUI/D-PnlHqUlCY/s1600-h/6a00d834553be369e2011168861f1a970c-320wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 147px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SovG2n9FbyI/AAAAAAAAAUI/D-PnlHqUlCY/s200/6a00d834553be369e2011168861f1a970c-320wi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371605622309875490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The only way to fight this horrible tide of dehumanised and atrocious attitudes to one another is to make every effort to keep being polite in face of any that are rude in the hope that enough people will engage and consider each other more; leaving the rude people further and further in the minority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, it's not looking like that's happening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5936781515671961200-3126171933835312371?l=grouchygatcha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygatcha.blogspot.com/feeds/3126171933835312371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygatcha.blogspot.com/2009/08/3-rude-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936781515671961200/posts/default/3126171933835312371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936781515671961200/posts/default/3126171933835312371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygatcha.blogspot.com/2009/08/3-rude-people.html' title='#3 Rude People'/><author><name>GaTCHa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424836229727915182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/Sh54Ao5KTDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g0mzzVrC4oY/S220/150+(Custom).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SovGmfQm10I/AAAAAAAAAT4/DPMARfKKAac/s72-c/digital-rudeness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936781515671961200.post-2955638289337918772</id><published>2009-08-16T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T03:44:50.205-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sportswear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports clothes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grouch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inactivity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GaTCHa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iamgatcha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shellsuits'/><title type='text'>#2 Sports Clothes</title><content type='html'>I'll make this clear - Sports Clothes worn by the terminally inactive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SofiROAbJDI/AAAAAAAAATo/1wHMkyn6--k/s1600-h/only+if+you%27re+exercising.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SofiROAbJDI/AAAAAAAAATo/1wHMkyn6--k/s200/only+if+you%27re+exercising.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370509866108134450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why?  Why wear sports clothes when you have no intention of playing sport that day, that week, that year, that lifetime.  You've probably never played proper sport or, at least, forgotten the last time you did.  Grrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What next? I know, I'll get up tomorrow and walk around in mountaineering gear (crampons, icepick, helmet and all). 'Are you going mountain climbing?'......' No,' I reply. 'I'm just like the fashion.'  Idiots.  Ruddy synthetic fibres as well - they look so naff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SofiVp-2wvI/AAAAAAAAATw/IH-N1yxSoqM/s1600-h/should+be+banned.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SofiVp-2wvI/AAAAAAAAATw/IH-N1yxSoqM/s200/should+be+banned.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370509942337225458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, and I'm not being snobby (although I won't deny I can be a snob) as sports clothes aren't that cheap and I wouldn't care what 'class' (horrible term) of person wore sports clothes - if you're not playing sport just take them off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and sports wear should have a content filter.  Some are just plain nasty and should be banned full stop - I recall the days of shellsuits *sick* like this photo &gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just plain wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, on the positive side, it does clearly indicate which people are lazy idiots so you can steer well clear.  Every cloud...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5936781515671961200-2955638289337918772?l=grouchygatcha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygatcha.blogspot.com/feeds/2955638289337918772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygatcha.blogspot.com/2009/08/2-sports-clothes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936781515671961200/posts/default/2955638289337918772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936781515671961200/posts/default/2955638289337918772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygatcha.blogspot.com/2009/08/2-sports-clothes.html' title='#2 Sports Clothes'/><author><name>GaTCHa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424836229727915182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/Sh54Ao5KTDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g0mzzVrC4oY/S220/150+(Custom).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SofiROAbJDI/AAAAAAAAATo/1wHMkyn6--k/s72-c/only+if+you%27re+exercising.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936781515671961200.post-4692967122731537591</id><published>2009-08-14T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T03:11:07.145-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GaTCHa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mushrooms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#1'/><title type='text'>#1 Mushrooms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SoUx2BK_qXI/AAAAAAAAAQo/4K2pIxTk4hE/s1600-h/mushrooms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 167px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SoUx2BK_qXI/AAAAAAAAAQo/4K2pIxTk4hE/s200/mushrooms.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369752934806432114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really wanted to get off on the right foot and start with something monumental, something important, something I really hated. &lt;br /&gt;I thought it might take a while - how do I decide a preference over racism and sexism? People's inhumanity to other people and animals? Capitalism and poverty?  Well, I thought what do I really hate....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; Mushrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were a secret agent and they wanted to get me to talk - sod the truth serum, forget the waterboarding, put the electric shock scrotum clamps to one side.... just threaten to feed me some mushrooms. *sick*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just they shouldn't be food.  A mushrooms is a fungus.  Fungi are a different Kingdom - they're &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;not plants&lt;/span&gt;. They're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;not animals.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We should only eat plants (and animals, if you must...).  I'm a vegetarian - oh the horror! the horror! - what do I get offered lots of in place of meat at diners and restaurants.....? Frakking mushrooms - mushroom soup this, mushroom quiche that.... MEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a vegetarian.... I eat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;VEGETABLES&lt;/span&gt;! Mushrooms are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not vegetables&lt;/span&gt; - to be honest, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fungi are more closely related to animals than plants&lt;/span&gt; so lets just put them over in the '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm a vegetarian so I'm not eating that stuff&lt;/span&gt;' pile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I'm not having a pop at meat-eaters... not yet ;-P I have no real issues with omnivores and carnivores - I have cats and they eat the meat I feed them.  It's natural to eat meat but I'm a human so I can choose my diet, as an omnivore, based on my conscience - my cats don't have a choice.  My issue is with animal care in the food industry, but that's another rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am biased, as everyone is in their opinions. I'm intolerant to mushrooms (in the digestive sense as well as the literal sense :D ). They don't agree with me, well, sod them , I don't agree with them back.  The hatred of mushrooms occurred over my adolescence.  Apparently, I used to eat loads of them as an infant but given that argument, oft used by my parents, I respond by saying: '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Given the amount of inedible junk I used to put in my mouth as a toddler I can hardly be classed back then as a discerning gastronome, I mean, I used to eat jigsaw pieces for goodness sake!&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mushrooms look wrong (especially those filamentous gill-like structures) and they have an awful texture especially the stinky, slimey coating they get when cooked.  Everything about them is pure evil.  You want to know what the real War and Terror should be.....? The War on Mushrooms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you get a fungal infection you get treatment from your doctor - why the hell would you eat fungus?  The stuff grows between your toes if you're not careful. &lt;br /&gt;Granted, I am being silly, as I know they are all different species of fungus - it's like comparing a Water Shrimp to an Elephant but there's no room for logic when someone is ranting XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I do have double-standards - I will ingest yeast (no probs with that)- particularly when in bread and beer nyum nyum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that was pointless - hope you enjoyed - feel free to comment all two people that stumble across this blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5936781515671961200-4692967122731537591?l=grouchygatcha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygatcha.blogspot.com/feeds/4692967122731537591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygatcha.blogspot.com/2009/08/1-mushrooms.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936781515671961200/posts/default/4692967122731537591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936781515671961200/posts/default/4692967122731537591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygatcha.blogspot.com/2009/08/1-mushrooms.html' title='#1 Mushrooms'/><author><name>GaTCHa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424836229727915182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/Sh54Ao5KTDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g0mzzVrC4oY/S220/150+(Custom).jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/SoUx2BK_qXI/AAAAAAAAAQo/4K2pIxTk4hE/s72-c/mushrooms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936781515671961200.post-5225239079219024537</id><published>2009-08-14T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T02:32:14.912-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How I&apos;ll begin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whinge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chunter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gripes'/><title type='text'>The Gripes of Wrath XD</title><content type='html'>I'm going to try and post every day on this blog - just a short post hopefully - about something that gets my goat; it could be minor and unimportant (for others!) or blindingly obvious or controversial.  I may go into detail or just leave it succinct.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5936781515671961200-5225239079219024537?l=grouchygatcha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygatcha.blogspot.com/feeds/5225239079219024537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygatcha.blogspot.com/2009/08/gripes-of-wrath-xd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936781515671961200/posts/default/5225239079219024537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936781515671961200/posts/default/5225239079219024537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygatcha.blogspot.com/2009/08/gripes-of-wrath-xd.html' title='The Gripes of Wrath XD'/><author><name>GaTCHa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424836229727915182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/Sh54Ao5KTDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g0mzzVrC4oY/S220/150+(Custom).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5936781515671961200.post-3312324969540732314</id><published>2009-08-14T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T02:26:19.741-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grouch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GaTCHa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grouchy GaTCHa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introduction'/><title type='text'>Grumble Grumble Grumble</title><content type='html'>Well this is purely here as a cathartic blog to vent off steam about everything from minor quibbles to major spleen bursting tirades.  It's all therapeutic in its own little way ;-P  If anyone enjoys it then that's great but it is a totally selfish blog so I make no apologies if it is me-centred &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm being grouchy on this blog, I'll more than likely say something annoying or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;inflammatory&lt;/span&gt; - oh well.  So, I guess if you read this blog you can either: accept me and stay; accept me and leave; or just leave. :)   But I hope you stay, really... ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing about 3 blogs at the moment - I don't like to stick at one thing for any length of time so I'll be flitting between them; keeping my short attention span in check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;a href="http://amgsc.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;AMGSC&lt;/span&gt; blog&lt;/a&gt; is more for other people and just publicises, in its own niche way, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;AMGSC&lt;/span&gt; Club and acts as a little extra portal to the &lt;a href="http://www.catgirls.org.uk/amgsc/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;AMGSC&lt;/span&gt; Forum&lt;/a&gt;.  It's all about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Anime&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Manga&lt;/span&gt; and Gaming and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Crewe&lt;/span&gt; Club of its namesake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;a href="http://iamgatcha.blogspot.com/"&gt;I am &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;GaTCHa&lt;/span&gt; blog&lt;/a&gt; is more about me and what I'm getting up to, although you'll find more rambling via &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/iamgatcha"&gt;my Twitter posts.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5936781515671961200-3312324969540732314?l=grouchygatcha.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grouchygatcha.blogspot.com/feeds/3312324969540732314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygatcha.blogspot.com/2009/08/grumble-grumble-grumble.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936781515671961200/posts/default/3312324969540732314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5936781515671961200/posts/default/3312324969540732314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grouchygatcha.blogspot.com/2009/08/grumble-grumble-grumble.html' title='Grumble Grumble Grumble'/><author><name>GaTCHa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07424836229727915182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t958YOR2O00/Sh54Ao5KTDI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g0mzzVrC4oY/S220/150+(Custom).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
