Tricky Dicky on Pump 3!

So this evening, I get back to Bristol from an easy but long day. It had been a decent combination of early emails to square things away (work, career, personal, supplier meetings and wah wah wah) and an afternoon on an Awards jolly with an ice skating cricketer and droves of summer dresses (alas none of them 3rd PW).

Back to Bristol after a long haul taking people back to work. I had been provided with a hire car and dutifully fueled it up prior to its collection from here in BS5 tomorrow. As I was at the fuel stop, a decent Audi pulled up and I noticed it had cool headlights but that was it. Then, on queuing to pay I finished my transaction and turned to see the queue behind me. Audi man was in fact Richard Milhous Nixon, back from the dead and reincarnated at about 35,and fueling up courtesy of Sainsbury's!

I was kinda tempted to ask RN if Lyndon Johnson's Tonkin 'Resolution' was in fact a specious get out clause hatched for bombing Cambodia and SE Asia, and an end run around Congress, but perhaps that would have been rude and delayed the queue. Nixon rescinded the resolution you see, and that to me was tacit acknowledgment that it was bullshit (I wrote an essay on this at Uni' but never imagined it would come back to me in a petrol queue)

Anyhow, Tricky-Dicky in an Audi at Sainsbury's. Smart! And on a Tuesday nothing even remotely Super.

Other stuff tonight: two things - (1) Cooked a fine joint of beef again just now and it came out rare, pink and perfect - meals aplenty to follow all week. (2) Two new commentators on Blog BS5 tonight, and '99' is particularly welcome (2nd commentator I.D TBC) as I have held this scribe in high & quiet regard for many months.