Sunday, March 8, 2009

Oh joy

Got a txt from someone going to work this mo0rning saying they couldn't smell anything, but by the time I went past, about 12.30, it was there. The breeze was carrying the stench across Forrester Road and not the car park. Driving with the windows down meant the car was flooded with stink. No use winding the windows up by then, just needed to wait for clear air to blow it all away again.

One of the worst things about the stench is that once it starts up it gets into your clothes and hair. If you need to wait on the station for a few minutes you end up smelling it all day.

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