Last week saw me
doing a bit of research on direct debits, a way to enable
institutions, usually, to take money out of your bank account. I am
not a financial adviser and will not be offering any such advice
here. I write only because I stumbled upon a site called Go Cardless
(link, if you're interested).
The very notion struck me as being utterly preposterous and anti
cardiganist. Go cardless? But, but, I always wear a card. Really, absolutely,
most of the time.
A little confession. It has been quite warm here in the north west the last few days, so
I've only managed to wear one in the evenings. Even that has been
more out of a sense of duty than any real challenge to thermal
homoeostasis (online Oxford dictionary offers that as a proper
spelling. Might be a bit archaic, in which case, good!).
I’ve
settled on a red Arnold Palmer golf number from back in the days when
I seemed always to be buying them on Ebay in the US. Orlon is such a
seductive material (sarcasm, they tell me, is very difficult to
convey on the web so I leave that one as an exercise for the reader).
Red Arnold Palmer |
Which reminds me,
here are the answers to last weeks quiz for those of you who partook. I've had to
wade through literally no replies, so here are the answers.
- A. Less than twenty seconds, but it only had five buttons
- 2. Vigorously from behind.
- iii. Dry cleaning, obviously.
Nobody actually
completed the limerick, “There was a young man in a cardigan...”,
so the prize goes unawarded.