Entry for November 22, 2006

I'm just back from a Legal Aid Board users group meeting. It was held in a very odd hotel in the middle of nowhere - at Eurocentral.
Contrary to what you might think, Eurocentral is not some quaint little village in Switzerland or Austria. It is in fact, an industrial estate just off the M8. Nowherecentral or perhaps Uglycharacterlessdesolateholecentral might have been more apt (although I accept that these names might have been marginally less likely to attract customers).
Anyway, there's this really plush hotel in the middle of the estate. It's a bit industrial-chic inside - a bit like staying in an upmarket Laserquest - all metallic doors, and clean lines. Presumably designed to make the international business traveller feel like he's actually on a space ship headed for Alpha Centauri, rather than the outskirts of Coatbridge.
Laserquest!!! That reminds me of the time I was at Laserquest - I was well into my thirties at the time. It was an outing OK? I don't make a habit out of it.
Anyway I was getting ganged up on by a group of pre-pubescent boys from Edinburgh. They kept cornering me, and shooting hell out of me crying in their little whiny pre-puberty Edinburgh voices "Therr he is agen. Ge' him. Ur yousless big man!!!"
I am ashamed to say that I may have retorted "At least I'm getting a shag when I get out of here."