Greetings from Poosey.
We’d pulled in for fuel and saw the sign, “New, faster pumps.” No mention of the price of gasoline or quality of the petrol, just the fact that you’d now spend only 45 instead of 55 seconds filling the tank. Ten seconds. Whoop-tee-doo. You’d think the gas station had put a man in space.
God help us if we can’t speed something up. Nothing tickles me more