Poor old reader “GigerPunk” has submitted documentary evidence of what would appear to be a complete and total mental breakdown, experienced during a work trip in an authentic ‘Alan Partridge’ style.

Watch the very fabric of a man’s being deteriorate, AS LIVE!

OPENING PREAMBLE:
“I’ve been stuck on a training course in London for the past week, saw some things whilst there I thought you might like so brought them back for you. Call ‘em souvenirs if you like.”

hotel keyboard face

“The keyboard for the overpriced Internet access in my hotel room. Turned it over to check for batteries but they’d put a sticker on it that I was too chicken to break the seal on, so I’ll never know what batteries it held now :(“

hotel keyboard face flipped

“It DID however, have a smiley face, so think that make have made up for it a bit?”

cigarette bin face

“Whilst out on a pub crawl round the financial district, I saw this cigarette bin that I HAD to grab a photo of.”

cigarette bin face daylight observation

“Then over lunch the next day, I thought I’d get a better photo, sober, in daylight. Not sure if it reminds me more of V.I.N.cent / B.O.B. from the Black Hole, or Hack and Slash from Reboot. I think closer to the latter now I come to actually examine some pics.”

cigarette bin face alternate model

“Then, round Paddington station, saw this mono-nostrilled pig smoking a fag.”

pink cake box

“And once home again at the end of the week and picking up some shopping, saw this ‘kawaii’ cake box.”

pacman potato

“And this potato attempting to be Pacman.”

hotel room remote

“And whilst the internet keyboard in the hotel was a no-go, the TV remote was a different matter.”

hotel room remote slow reveal

Did the “slowly getting closer and closer” thing you like…”

hotel room remote battery and industrial landscape

“…and a teasing little peek inside the battery cover before revealing all, and ending with some (poorly focused) shots of the batteries admiring the view across the east end.”

green cell

They’ve already been covered a couple of years ago – but I didn’t know that at the time as I refused to pay the 10 quid per night internet access charge, I couldn’t pickup any other wireless signals in the vicinity (and wasn’t going to lug my old Tosh laptop round to try and find one) and couldn’t connect anything to the PC on my training course. Figured what the heck I’ll include them anyway, the story behind it all may be handy as it’ll mean less to type…”

hotel room remote battery and industrial landscape 2

“Anyway, think that’s everything now, pretty sure you don’t want pictures of strange green teas from Dim-Sum bars or strange green pints of beer from the Magpie pub, let alone my video review of my hotel room/checking for bedbugs on check-in…I’ve got some catching up to do now with email, support tickets raised in my absence and a week’s worth of UK:R, Extra-Last and SexyExecs to read… (Oh yeah, and usual caveats about picture quality apply, I only had a Nokia N73 on me…)” – GigerPunk.