Ipswich. Holy fuckamoly. Never have encountered such levels of mongosity and squinty-eyedness.
And one-way systems. And car parks that don't accept notes or debit cards.
It has been mentioned on this forum that I am not the tallest of men, but I feel like a giant here - they're all dwarves.
After I dropped the missus off, it took me an hour to find a car park which looks like it might take notes, but to be on the safe side I've bought a newspaper so that I have change.
I've taken temporary sanctuary in a Costa where they have given me a knife and fork to eat a Granola slice.
Feckin' weirdos!
