Well, today I went to Greenock, a small town on the west of Scotland. I've wandered round the shops and ended up in Burger King. I suppose it could be any burger bar, but it happens that the home of the whopper is here.
I really don't feel great, the place is grubby, overly hot, and for what you get it's V. pricey. As I look about me I feel like I've stumbled into a Jeremy Kyle casting session.
I think I'm having a Robert Downie jr moment. I come to burger bares more than I should and without fail, I leave them feeling crap.
Now you'll be pleased to here this isn't one if my usually, woe is me, self pity posts. No, this is actually a lesson in the IMPORTANCE OF PLANNING!!!
I knew I was coming to Greenock, I knew I would be here over meal time, but I figured I would work it out as I go along.
Thought for the day, plan plan plan :)
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