I’ve been sitting in the pub again this afternoon, supposedly revising for my PhD viva next week but actually reading the Independent. I find the Independent goes better with a couple of pints of premiun ale than a 200 page astrochemistry thesis.
The news of the day is that Richmond council has decided to levy whopping great premiums on the parking permits for those locals who insist on using gas guzzling 4X4’s. Way to go I say - I’m smug because my multiple push bikes still scrape through with a £0 parking charge!
Must say that it tickled me reading the response of the 4×4 brigade who apparently “need” the traction offered by the said vehicle cos they now have small progeny. Not sure I quite get this argument. I know that according to the great Jamie Oliver, Britain’s yoof is an ever expanding group of obese layabouts, but in reality how much can a litter of small children actually weigh? How much horse power is required to shift this heavy little crew around the backstreets of Barnes?
I would hazard a guess that I myself weigh somewhere in the vicinity of 4 under 6’s (maybe 6 who knows?) and I still manage to propel myself by pedal cycle.
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