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moderate violence and menace

From outside my office window there came a massive hydraulic exhalation, so loud it almost sounded like an explosion! I typed one word more then went to look out of the window. Four stories down and up the street a huge articulated lorry had somehow broken itself while turning the sharp corner out of the carpark and had ground to a halt wedged across the narrow road, the container on the back of the lorry making a crude but completely effective roadblock. It was already building up a stream of buses on either side, one side desperate to reach the bus station, the other side trying to get away from it. Some days you could run down George Street on the top of buses anyway, just from the congestion, and today? IN rush hour? Oh no! Oxford's one way system isn't designed to cope with roadblocks! The view keeps getting better. There are clusters of people being important in hi-vis jackets, a policeman trying to stop people turning up that thing that looks like it might be a navigable alleyway (it's actually just where the chinese restaurant keeps its wheelie bins), people in flat-bottomed trucks trying (unsuccessfully) to barge their way over the pavement, and someone looking very despairing with his hand on his forehead. I'm thinking the driver. I bet it's all a fake. He's probably just doing a very cleverly-disguised Reclaim the Streets protest.

30 minutes later. Still there.

45 minutes later. Still there.

1 hour later. Still there. Yaaaaaaaaawn. Time to go home. Guess I won't find out how this one ends.

... and in the news this week

Hangar 3022 at Upper Heyford discovers its destiny: it's going to be a vast experimental performance space for Siobhan Davies' next great opus.

Cowley road gets added sleaze unless the concerned residents of we wish this was Wolvercote get their way, of course.

And the Horse and Jockey continues to surprise with an all-day retro games fest.

Comments

mikeyvillain
13th Sep, 2002 13:33 (UTC)
okay, I know a lorry is a bus, but is a "carpark" a parking lot or a parking garage?
just curious.

The only way I know the word lorry is because of the band "Red Lorry Yellow Lorry"
-mike the ignorant american
jinty
13th Sep, 2002 14:30 (UTC)
noooot quiiiite
No, a lorry is a truck, like a Mack truck. (Not a Ford pickup truck.) A bus is a bus. Or a coach might be a bus.

A carpark is probably either of those things you mention -- it might be a large open space with lines painted to indicate parking spaces (which I take to be 'parking lot'), or a building where you drive up a ramp (often spiral) and park on whatever floor has a space (which I take to be 'parking garage'. Erm. I guess. _I_ wouldn't normally distinguish between the two , anyway.
mikeyvillain
13th Sep, 2002 18:22 (UTC)
Re: noooot quiiiite
Im glad you cleared that up. I might of gone to England and asked where I pick up the Lorry. lol.
cleanskies
16th Sep, 2002 02:28 (UTC)
... in this case ...
The lorry was a big truck and the car park a parking lot, the pavement a special narrow sidewalk we have in the UK to make it hard to get past people with pushchairs (strollers) :)

Red lorry yellow lorry is a tongue twister about lorries, not about buses, and I can prove it with picture books! Lorry doesn't mean bus, that has to be somebody's joke.
mikeyvillain
16th Sep, 2002 09:59 (UTC)
Re: ... in this case ...
I think it was just my memory serving me poorly, I probably knew it was a bus at some point in my life.
Pushchairs, eh??
I've deffinitely never heard that one.

Im really fascinated with variations in the English language. Just visiting my brother in California is like going to another country. When he first moved there he was a waiter. On his first shift, he would ask people "are you all set?" when they looked finshed with their meals. They didnt know what he was saying. I cant imagine saying anything else in that situation.
I guess it's more of an East coast thing or something. Maybe you say it there too.
everytime our in a restaurant or diner here the waiter/waitress will ALWAYS say "you guys all set?" at the end of the meal.

Ive got some Canadian friends with some paculiar vocabulary as well.
Hows about a fluffanutter sandwich?

Like your telephone icon.