I'm sending a letter, I'll send it right to you

[venta]

Now it's getting scary...


Venta v. the AA, part 3.
(Part 1, Part 2)

I have just written a very snotty letter to the AA. The mother is busy checking it for me, to make sure I've said nothing libellous, and I was passing the time by phoning them to ask to whom I should address my grumblings.

This does, I suppose, at least make me realise that (contrary to my speculations the other day) people do call the AA for purposes other than to say "my car's broke".

However, I got my address. The spelling of building in which the AA's head office is apparently housed (Fanum House) seemed to be such a bizarre collection of letters that, ever suspicious, I thought I'd google to check.

As it happens, the spelling was right. But I found this, which is great. All hail our alien masters (who may or may not be running the AA, I'm not quite clear.)

Comments

Re: Without checking the website

[venta.livejournal.com]

Er, yeah, there are a fair few reasons. It's almost like I was joking, or summat.

Re: Without checking the website

[broadmeadow.livejournal.com]

> or summat

Stop it! You have no discernable accent!

Re: Without checking the website

[venta.livejournal.com]

You mean I don't have a discerning accent. It picks up phrases/vowels from anywhere! Och aye, the noo.

Re: Without checking the website

[brrm.livejournal.com]

The RAC, when I'm unfortunate enough to have to call them, have several numbers, one of which is a breakdown line. I can't remember the first question when they answered it, though :)

Count yourself lucky with the throttle - new-fangled modern cars have throttle-by-wire, where if the engine management computer (computers? in cars? Whatever next) decides it doesn't like the inputs it's getting, disables it. :)