I used to own a sevice station.

My grandfather used to live opposite a Moskovich garage in Northampton. Later it sold Ladas, but it never sold petrol.

Half way between his house and mine was a canal boat museum.

I was riding my Brompton along the canal path near Ellesmere Port last year and a canal boat chugged slowly by in the opposite direction.

He said: nice bike
I said: nice boat

There was no petrol station nearby. I did put £20 of diesel in my Skoda today at Sainsburys, I chose to pay at the kiosk as I had expenses money from work in my pocket, I also bought some Haribo Starmix as it was Friday.

breadcrumb – Member
I had carnation milk for the first time this millennium yesterday, it was not bought in a service station.

I used to love this stuff as a kid. One day I ate so much my poo was white. I probably played Lego that day as well. Coincidence? I don’t think so!

I nearly ran over my dad at a petrol station. He was checking something under the bonnet. I turned the ignition key. He had left the car in gear and the car jumped forward. He banged his head in the bonnet which then fell on him. He wasn’t pleased… I was about 4 so he was about 30 – so his fault IMHO.

Was on the way back from an outwards bounds couse in the tail end of the eighties and we stopped the mini bus in a service station
The chap behind the counter had the most fearsome wig you ever did see, we conviced one of us to go and try and pull it off (the wig not the chap). Unfortunately with a good handful of hair my pal shouted out, “it’s no wig, it’s his real hair! Back on the bus boys”

I had fish and chips in Appleby last night, and one of my colleagues made fudge yesterday.

I’ve noticed that at my local petrol station, I only buy diesel but never call it a diesel station. I also say “pump 4 please” when I pay, assuming I used pump 4, but I never heard anyone else phrase it like that. Other people say “number 4”. They sometimes sell little boxes of Lego in there but if never been tempted as much as I love Lego.

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm……. Helicoil. My favourite!

I looked up and saw it was none other than Peter Purves,

It’s funny how he wasn’t , but everyone else was…

I had a nice coffee and cake yesterday afternoon at about three o’clock but there was no free wifi. The counter staff were arguing with each other about who was entitled to a break. I didn’t interrupt. It was sunny.

Carnation milk….white poo…? Aren’t you confusing Carnation with condensed? Condensed is good for fudge – perhaps Gary used it?

I wrote about having smelly wee on a mountain bike forum.
No one cared.

On the canal boat holiday with my friends, we were hungry hungover and skint. We made an omelet using a blob of prop shaft grease because we didn’t have cooking oil. it tasted revolting and we were still hungry.

Years ago, I had a Volvo estate. One night, going to fill up with 4* I turned into the forecourt only to realise they’d moved the curb a little. Phew! Luckily I missed it and was able to fill up without any more drama.

I once had a Volvo 440 GLT – fabulous car.

I’m having scrambled eggs for breakfast.

I have scrambled eggs every morning.

Except when I don’t.

5* dufus.

I lost a stare out with the cat by typing this.

I’m fitting a washing machine that claims to be 65cm deep but is actually 74cm deep. It’s touch and go if it will fit and still allow the adjacent cupboard door to open. Will be sure to update the thread with the outcome.

Whilst filling up at a petrol station with a lovely drop of 2 star, on the A303 if I remember correctly, a biker with pillion pulled up at the next pump but the rider forgot to put his feet down as they pulled to stop. Oh how we chuckled as over they both went.

Onzadog – I say “pump number (insert pump number here)” aswell.

My cats have just come in as it’s obviously to windy for them.

Marley is in her Superstar wheel box in the cupboard under the stairs (we don’t keep her there, it’s her favourite quiet spot)

Buddy will be on the leather recliner upstairs that I sit on to play the X Box.

zippykona – Member
I wrote about having smelly wee on a mountain bike forum.
No one cared.
POSTED 1 HOUR AGO # REPORT-POST

I care. Was it an unpleasant smell or just a distinctive aroma?

I once purchased a milkshake at a petrol station, on getting back to the car I placed it on the roof to get my keys from my pocket. As I was about to set off I noticed the lady behind the counter waving, so I waved back, thinking what a pleasant woman, and set off. Then spotted my milkshake explode over the forecourt. Bad times.

I met my wife in a service station, she had gone in to pay but came back again.

Then spotted my milkshake explode over the forecourt.

Bet that made a Mesquik.

😆