going totally post office (crisis in the credit system)

today horsemouth visited the post office in camberwell (thank you jehovahs witness ladies for directing him to it). the post office was operating clandestino - it was disguised as a building site and hidden down a side street under some scaffolding. at the counter the operator claimed not to have anything that could function as a label (despite applying a tracking label to it later) so horsemouth had to tool around various south london off-licences in search of sellotape and an envelope - eventually he managed to make a label for it and was allowed to pay for it to go recorded delivery.

as usual, upon completion of the business, horsemouth thanked the operator politely for being so (un)helpful.

and this brings him onto the topic of denmark hill railway station (a small computer stop in the south of the seaside towns). there it is nigh impossible for passengers to get off the trains because the platforms are so crowded with people who cannot get out through the two security barriers typically operating (and so a queuing down the stairs and onto the platform).

at the barriers horsemouth discovered a ticket clerk being irate with an elderly middle-class lady. horsemouth would be pushed to say who he hated more - old lady demanding to be spoken to politely or stupid ticket clerk (who standing in the middle of the third barrier rendering it inoperable). horsmouth predicts a bethnal green style tube disaster one morning (you read it here first). all they need really do is provide another exit (instead of the cost coffee for example).





tonight horsemouth babysits - in the day (having worked) he snoozes. he’s been working on ben seymour and melanie gilligan’s crisis in the credit system (he’s trying to turn it from mannered electro-pop into a power ballad played by husker-du).