Recently I had the misfortune to go to Budapest while researching my forthcoming book The Cat’s Travelogue and I found it to be a tatty place, the buildings are much the same as all other parts of the ex Austro-Hungrarian Empire the plaster covering them is dropping at an alarming rate into the streets.
Worst of all the people are not only tatty (they can’t help that can they?) they are the most miserable bunch of scuffers I have every had the misfortune to be scuffed at.
You can read more about Budapest in my new book ‘The Cat’s Travelogue’ because unlike China, India, Taiwan, Saudi Arabia and a whole host of other depressing and repressing countries Hungary couldn’t afford the ‘sponsorship’ required to keep their entry out of my very revealing travelogue – tee hee.
So with that in mind the sign on a Budapestian Restaurant car park was more than a little confusing as you can see!
Don’t forget to get a copy of my latest unputdownable book and chase those financial blues away as you lose yourself in my world.