Out at lunch time

I actually left the office today at lunch, which was nice. I know I should do it every day to clear my head and get the fuck away from this screen but sometimes, believe it or not, there is actually work to do and sometimes I actually manage to knuckle down and get some of it done. But there's a lot to be said for going into the city at lunch. It means that I'm actually engaging in the world around me and this is so important because it can actually prompts me to think about things, make observations and reflect on the deep mysteries of life. So anyway, there was this busker doing that trick where you get out of a straightjacket. And I thought 'that old gag, been done to death'. Apart from which, having yourself tied up in a straightjacket seems like an awfully odd thing to do, especially when you're only doing it so as to take it off again. So instead of putting 50c in his... um, straightjacket case, I gave 50c to a random passer-by who was smart enough NOT to have himself tied up in any kind of restraining device, then I gave another 50c to a woman who didn't tie up the guy in the straightjacket so badly that he could get out of it anyway. And then, I bought myself a vanilla slice, but that was less about making a statement to straightjacket guy and more because I was hungry.