Another day, another town. Having been in Brighton for five days, I'm now taking in the delights of Chelmsford for 48 hours. The reasons for this unscheduled holiday are not only dull, but also surprisingly tedious (or do they mean the same thing?), so suffice it to say that it's all down to cars and their general unreliability, meaning that I'm stranded without transport at my parents' house until tonight.

But on the bright side, it means I've been able to explore the local Sainsburys superstore, which on top of being a pleasant ten minute walk down an A-road, also features this sign at the entrance to the car park.

I love things like that (almost as much as I love having a camera on my phone). I can spend hours happily pondering how a well-constructed, permanent sign at a major store can go through the entire manufacturing and erecting process, without one person ever saying "hey, there's no 'r' on the end of 'your'".

Not that I'm pedantic or anything.

Anyhoo, my access to computers and phonelines is a little limited at the moment. And to be honest, I don't like sitting this close to my Dad's monitor. He doesn't even have a swivel chair, which frankly limits the amount of fun you can have writing a blog post. And on top of all that, my sister is in the country for four days, and due to arrive here at any moment.

All of which is ample reason to leave the computer immediately. And besides, I can't see the horse racing on the TV from here.