yesterday i borrowed a company car to go a chamber of commerce meeting (oh! the excitement!) in worcester. the car i used actually belongs to the daughter of the directors, so i didn't want to mess around with it too much. after moving the seat, the wing mirrors and the rear view mirror, i decided not to even attempt fiddling with the radio.

side note: it really pisses me off when i get back in my car after mattgreen has been driving it only to find that classic fm has been changed to radio 2.

so: i listened to the radio station that she had preset. it was brmb, a local birmingham radio channel. on the way home, they had a series of songs chosen by terry, a lorry driver who is clearly stuck in the 80's.

here are his choices:

'bat out of hell' by meatloaf
'red red wine' by ub40
something i'd never heard of by electric light orchestra
and to cap it off...

'poison' by alice cooper

i am astonished that people like terry still exist. his choices actually caused me physical pain. he should be ashamed of himself, inflicting torture on innocent victims like that. i bet he hasn't had a shag in years.