Straatwerk

Many hours in one’s car ensures that you find your escape by listening to the radio. Then, as it goes, you jump from one station to the next. “The minimum and maximum temperatures for today..” – please not another weather forecast; “Tonight is the night to be out on town...” I’m working tonight, what does it help listening to other people’s evening plans; “We don’t care, we just don’t care...”- John Legend, he’s good, but not now... and so I keep jumping from one station to the next. The preacher preaches intensely, the Classical music plays loudly and suddenly another phone-in programme, with a generic theme- How long do women take to prepare for their night out? I listen, in the hope that they can provide new insight on this old topic... I’m shocked. Obviously I am from the old school. Or more than that, apparently I am from THE OLDEST school. Getting dressed has become a science, it seems.