Tuesday, 21 October 2008

Worrying sights

Sometimes on the train one is given a special treat when the train stops somewhere that it has never stopped before - this time it was just outside Goring - very lovely. The hills were very pretty in the Autumn sunshine and the colours of the trees were breath-taking.

However the really exciting thing was seeing the train driver walk past my window.

It's a bit like seeing the pilot of your plane walking on the wings.


Monday, 20 October 2008

PC or not PC

I heard a wonderful sounding programme advert on Radio 4 today..

"Is Political Correctness the new Orthodoxy?"

Political correctness stiffles thought and opinion. Welcome to a world of mediocrity, shades of grey and no real colours.

I feel bored just thinking about it.


Monday, 13 October 2008


Sometimes it's lonely being a commuter. So you can imagine my joy when Visaman (ex Kingham commuter) got in touch. He has a boring drive to Swindon every day. And he's home by 6pm...

That's part time really.

Git. I'm jealous.


Tuesday, 7 October 2008


Now I know this is a bit strange sounding but please stay with me on this:

I was on the train this week and had to go to London for some meetings. I was working hard on my laptop, attempting to get the 3g card to work for more than 30 seconds at a time.

At Reading, a large young lady placed herself none too gracefully in the spare seat next to me, thus pinning me against the window.

I managed to ignore her in true British style but I did manage to note the items on the tray table in front of her:

1. Large chocolate chip muffin.

2. Ipod

3. Phone

4. Romantic novel.

She took a while to settle, eat the muffin, lick all the chocolate off her fingers (I am not joking) and then turn her attention to the Ipod.

She placed the earpieces in her ears, selected the playlist and then, to my shock, pulled her dress away from her body and placed the ipod in her BRA. She then did the same with her phone on the other side.

Now I don't want you to get the idea that I was watching her every move but I was shocked to the core when I saw out of the corner of my eye what she was doing.

Later on she started a very loud phone chat with some mate to whom she said "CAN I TELL YOU A SECRET?" (Imagine here the whole carriage silently willing the person at the other end to say "no"). "I SPENT £500 ON CLOTHES THIS MONTH AND I DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH ON WINE AND OTHER BOLL**CKS".


I tell you no lie that I saw her at the Burger King stand at Paddington.