today i broke the garage doors*, a lift, the entry sliding door like you get to go on the tube see photo.
the ones we have are glass, when i try to go through them in the wheel chair a siren goes off and i have to sit there until one of the building operations technicians ** has a look at me on the cctv and manually opens them from the office.
today's half hour holiday, was on the fist floor vomit green

wing. how they are not bilious on there i do not know

some very nice lumpy jumper people

were very helpful opening doors for me and moving the storage containers out of the way*** i snagged three chocolate digestives; the hungry puppy dog look

, looking wistfully at the goody's and long silence works every time. people feel they have to fill the silence, if you can arrange# this to happen, at the team stash.
i am waiting for a rough idea on how much it would be to have my motorbike converted to a trike, it is a 1150 bmw so not the lightest of bikes, if it is not economic to have it done i will have to get a ickle 650cc or even a smaller one

not exactly my stile.
*they did work until i approached with my key fob thing in the car window, they went half way up and stuck,

i tried threatening them with a sound thrashing if they did not open and hitting them with my crutch but they just sat there, until i reversed away and they came all the way back down.
**the longer your job name the lower your pay.
***they had just moved in, so there was no possible way they could have been warned about me
#match speed of wheel chair to intersect with your target so you cut off there progress along side there teams cake/bun/biscuit supply