1. The jodhpur wearing Ra Ra Tomkinson-Whittingstall types in Henley or Marlow who park their giant Audi or BMW 4x4s on double yellow lines, holding up traffic while they nip into a shop, waving off the irate motorists with a friendly "Oh it's OK sweeties. I know the owner. Ra ra ra!'. Oh you know the owner? I do apologise madam. I didn't realise your friend the charity shop owner also owned the f**king road! Please, take all the time you need. It's not like I have a meeting to get to. RA RA RA!
2. This happens to me an unsettling number of times: I'll be waiting for a hoard of cyclists to pass before I can pull out onto a main road. The bulk of them will pass at a reasonable speed, but there'll always be one w**ker at the back who slows right down (not enough for me to pull out safely) and as he passes me at little more than a walking pace, he'll turn to look at me, making eye contact with a look on his face that suggests he's trying to pierce my soul with some kind of lycra demon seed. Does this ever happen to anyone else?
3. When I record a programme on Sky and it records 3 minutes of adverts before it starts. How hard would it be to start the recording when the programme actually starts? I know TV schedules aren't always strictly adhered to, so to play it safe there's some padding either side, but there must be some way to trigger a recording with the actual transmission, rather than just by time.
4. When I'm using a public toilet and make sure to wash my hands thoroughly, but the guy next to me doesn't bother and leaves before me so I end up having to touch the same door handle that he's just used with his germ ridden hands. He mights as well just wipe his penis on it while he's at it.
5. When my local pet shop sends me 'personalised' discount vouchers as part or their loyalty scheme, but they're all for things I would never buy, so it's basically an empty gesture, thinly disguised as a loyalty reward. My cat will only eat Felix, not Shiba or Whiskas or any other brand. She'll slash my throat in my sleep if I buy her anything but Feilx and I'm sure the pet shop knows this. Most cats (in my experience) are fussy eaters, so why try to get me to switch brands? They could offer me 90% off Whiskas and I still wouldn't buy it as my cat won't eat it. Give me a damn discount on Felix once in a while.