Gosh Tarquin, one just can’t move these days without bumping into a picket line.
I mean, it is just so jolly inconvenient. Every time I want to go out somewhere nice, the train people are out on strike. Well, no, I don’t actually use the trains, but it means there are far more people trying to drive. It took me ages to park for pilates the other day – so annoying.
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