Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Is Swine Flu the new Recession

OK so the big news is Swine Flu aka H1N1 aka Mexican Influenza(for the sake of the Israeli Health Minister). Apparently it is going to ravish the population of the world and all nations need to be prepared for this pandemic, so much like it's forbearers SARS and Bird Flu the newspapers have jumped all over this. With blow by blow coverage of infected people (which are so few in number that we know each of them by name) and strange interviews with Swine Flu sufferers from unseen reporters interviewing the sick from their doorsteps, getting them to detail their "condition". The symptoms of a common cold are then reeled off and back to the studio for some news on the leaflets the government will send out or the latest tolls on people affected in each country.

The big thing about swine flu isn't the deaths in Mexico (which although tragic, they are miniscule compared to the deaths from other forms of flu or even the rarest of household accidents) but the amazing way that since it appeared the recession has dissapeared. Two weeks ago the papers were full of doom and gloom everyday, people loosing there jobs, factories closing down, yound people not being able to find work (or when they can, they actually get money on benefits than working for minimum wage....but don't get me started). This seems to have all dissapeared and sore throats and sniffles are the headline news. Not to worry though once the lemsip kicks in I'm sure the newspapers will be back to arguing about the price of peas and mis-understanding the new rates of tax.

Every little helps...

Erm, yeah.

Tesco delivery man sues cancer-stricken family after falling over on their driveway

When is this madness going to end? If I slipped over, I'd have blamed my clumsy self instead of even thinking of suing anyone. Of course, the Daily Mail have taken full advantage of the fact that the victims of this crazy claim are a family with a cancer-stricken relative, but frankly this should make little difference. For even if they had been a family of fit, champion athletes it wouldn't - and shouldn't - make an iota of difference.

Tesco's slogan is "every little helps", but I never would have thought that this extends to their customers posting "hazardous surface" warning signs on your driveway to aid their bumbling delivery drivers.

Please remind me never to use Tesco's home delivery service, even if I might be holed up in bed with the Mexican influenza/H1N1/Swine Flu.

Saturday, May 2, 2009

The long and short of it.

I have always been a big guy, not huge but a big guy, the sort of bloke who throughout school is constantly asked to give rugby a try, or the guy that short people ask to get something off the top shelf in shops for them. I am 6' 4", heavy set and wear UK size 12 shoes, not abnormal proportions I hear you say, but just bigger than most.

I often walk down the street and see people similar to myself, tall blokes carrying a few extra pounds, gentle giants, big fellas, so I am not the only one in existence. So why oh why is it that I have the worse time ever buying clothing and most importantly shoes.

Here's the top 3 annoyances being me while shopping.

3. T-Shirts/Shirts/Jackets
Next time you go into a shop pick up a small, medium and large top and hold them next to each other. You will notice that as they go up in size they get wider (naturally, they are getting bigger) but they also get longer, meaning that there is some correlation between chest/waist size and the amount that it pulls the fabric up, OK got that. So why is it that the second you hit XL or god forbid XXL, they think gravity has started to take it's toll and your shoulders are rapidly being drawn to meet your belly. Most stores offer no length extension between L and XXXL so half the big guys out there end up going round in what appears to be a large boob tube or a homage to 80s fashion. When will the shops and designers realise that big blokes really don't want to show off their belly buttons to the world, while they are large and impressive we don't really want to exhibit them. Oh and don't get me started on long sleeves, it seems that as you get bigger your arms shrink, this is a global problem, it must be solved.

2. Jeans/Trousers
Another casualty of the "gravity" in UK shops you will be really lucky to find a pair of jeans larger than a 38" waist that have legs longer than 32", most of the larger jeans out there only go up to 30". Smaller waisted jeans have 34" and sometimes even 36" legs, for all those bean poles out there, but if your big you must have started to crush your knees and ankles to create short stumps where your legs once were. So not only are we all sporting retro boob tubes we have our jeans round our ankles showing our legs off to the world.

1. Shoes
The bane of my life. I have size 12 feet, just size 12, I do not have clowns feet, I am not a basketball player and I am definitely not the only one. See this article from the mirror, stores are seeing that they are selling out of 12s all the time and that they are selling more 12s than 7s so why oh why can't I ever find the shoes I want in a size 12.

2 years ago in Milton Keynes I actually spent 5 hours shopping, I didn't buy anything till the end, I just spent the entire time looking for a nice pair of size 12 trainers. Not sports trainers but designer trainers for going out in. In the end in the entire shopping centre I found 1 pair of kickers in size 12, that I bought out of frustration and have never worn since cos they are uncomfortable as hell.

Shoe shopping has now become a strange experience, I tend to now go into a store and just ask "what shoes do you have in a 12?" which is usually followed by "Just pick a pair you like sir and we will check on that pair for you". This is usually met with a little laugh from me and an explanation of the problem with their proposal. Every pair of shoes I pick up will never be in a size 12, whether its dumb luck or just some strange twist of fate but every pair I pick its always out or not done in a 12. There is something disheartening about the situation:

Me: Do you have this in a 12?
*Hands single shoe to assistant*
Assistant: I will just go out back and check
*I sit there waiting for ages waiting and hoping that this will be the one time it is in stock*
*I see the assistant returning from the back room and get a small lift of hope*
*Only to see that it is not a box he is carrying but still the lone shoe*
Ass: Sorry we don't have any 12's left.
Me: As usual, have you got any similar ones.
Ass: We don't have many 12, just these 2
*Points to ugliest pair of shoes in the shop*
Me: Never mind will try somewhere else

REPEAT FOR THE REST OF THE DAY/LIFE


I may be bitter and yes something that fits one person will never be perfect for another but come on women get Evan's, which is designed for larger ladies but us blokes are destined to wear boob tubes, ankle biters and ugly clown shoes for the rest of out lives. Rant over.