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The problem with oldies

Though it hurts me to say it (because I am one) we urgently need to get a grip on the problem of old people. Well, the wrong sort of old people. Yesterday I drove to my local Sainsburys in order to do a food shop mid-morning – I mention the fact is was a Sainsburys only because it was one: I [...]

December 8, 2018 // 0 Comments

More banking woes

The subject of poor banking service is one visited by our correspondents and yesterday I fell victim to it. In using an ATM first thing yesterday the machine retained my card for no reason nor explanation. This means that for the second time in a few months I have to undertake the rigmarole of [...]

December 4, 2018 // 0 Comments

A stressful upgrade

My old iPad never really recovered from a drop onto the hard flooring of the flat I rent in Nice. He staggered on valiantly but was never quite the same. I realised with sadness the time had come to replace him. I knew this would be a stressful process. It first required a visit to the Apple Store. [...]

November 28, 2018 // 0 Comments

More service exasperation

A common theme amongst our elderly Rusters is exasperation with those purporting to provide a service. I certainly experienced this with Addison Lee the courier and chauffeur company. In October I booked a car from Fulham to Brighton dropping off my godson in Wimbledon. It was booked via the app [...]

November 24, 2018 // 0 Comments

Is it everyone else – or just me?

Bland generalisations can always cover a multitude of sins, prejudices and misjudgements. However, one ironic aspect of making occasional contributions to the Rust (if I can be forgiven a touch of gallows humour here) is that if – because of a memory that is becoming less sharp than it once was  [...]

November 3, 2018 // 0 Comments

Artisan gins – a sort of a review

Today, my Ruster friends, a departure. Earlier this week I took the unique step of calling Algy Belville – whom I had previously only met at The Rust’s editorial two-day summer party in August on board the 120 foot super-yacht of ‘mine host’ Bob Tickler in the Brighton marina, a [...]

October 31, 2018 // 0 Comments

Yet another troubled day in the life of

Yesterday I had occasion to attend a lunch in the City of London. Everything went according to plan until I decided to nip into the local branch of my own bank in the high street on my way to the railway station in order to deposit two cheques that I had received in my favour. You’d think – and [...]

October 30, 2018 // 0 Comments

A high street adventure

Stop me if I’ve blogged on this subject before – or indeed if in the  past you have had similar experiences to those I’m about to describe – but in this day and age one of the things that metaphorically slaps me in the face every time I go out and about in my local high street is the sheer [...]

September 1, 2018 // 0 Comments

A storm in a cooking pot

Though to be honest I haven’t given this much thought, I never imagined that one day I’d be feeling sympathy for Jamie Oliver who – as with many so-called TV chefs – for me has a pronounced simultaneous ability to irritate and inform (if that’s you how you regard it). For those who [...]

August 21, 2018 // 0 Comments

Going out and about in the modern world

Yesterday I went shopping in Kingston, a town in south-west London well known for its facilities in this respect. As it happens, courtesy of my senior citizen’s Freedom Pass, I chose to travel there by bus – not an experience that I have often embraced in recent times. The expedition was [...]

August 16, 2018 // 0 Comments

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