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Wednesday, July 20, 2005

I've just arrived home from Brighton (a day late, but timekeeping never was my strong point), to find this waiting for me...

FIVE POUNDS????? It's an outrage. I don't get out of bed for less than ten pounds of McDonalds vouchers. That doesn't even cover the meal we waited half an hour for (bad grammar, but I don't care - I'm annoyed).

The accompanying letter says:

"As promised, please find enclosed a voucher, which I hope you will enjoy using on your next visit to one of our UK restaurants."

Well no, I won't, thank you very much. I would have enjoyed a free pigging-out to the value of twenty quid, but once I split this with my fellow plaintiffs (one of whom's diabetic you know), it'll barely cover a McFlurry 'n' Fries. More of an unhappy meal, if you ask me. No wonder they were rioting down at the marina on Monday.

But on the bright side, I've received the following e-mail:

"Hello! I did one of your quizzes, about poddington peas - it was great :P"

Now that's what I call a satisfied customer. He must have come out as Hap-Pea. I particularly like the way he says "one of your quizzes", thus generously implying that I've written more than one. He clearly doesn't know me at all...