I am currently on the train, making use of the wonderful public transport service made available to the people of Britain.
A few observations on my journey so far…
– Train staff have the biggest egos and attitude problems out of every single profession (with the possible exception of Chelsea football players). Whether it be the poor lady asking what train she should get to Newport, after her original service was cancelled, or in my case, simply ordering a cup of overpriced coffee, everything is too much trouble.
– There is a scruffy drunk a few seats away from me. I can smell him from where I am sat. Earlier on, I listened in on his conversation. He slurred down the phone how he had sorted himself out, although “sometimes” still had a drink, he had enough money despite not working and he was trying to get away without paying for the entire journey. The train we are both on goes to Manchester, where The Jeremy Kyle show is filmed. He is surely going on for a lie detector or DNA test. Jezza will put him in his place.
– The girl in the seat to me has been talking on her phone VERY LOUD to all her mates. Unlike the drunkard, her conversation holds absolutely no interest to me, so I am listening to my iPod to drain out her constant natter. Amazingly, her signal has not dropped out, unlike mine. I really should have got a seat im the quiet carrage, although would probably have found something wrong with that.
– The seat reservation screens broke. Luckily I was in my seat early. Other passangers were not and sat in fellow travellers’ seats. Cue pass mayhem. Entertaining for me.
Back from my holiday now, the journey down was far more pleasant than the one going up. For the Birmingham to Bristol train we decided to upgrade to First Class to guarantee seats, avoid screaming kids and generally have a more pleasant trip. We were told to board the train as normal and pay the...
Right I am now on the train, the seating is not ideal and there are a lot of screaming kids about. One minute they are laughing the next they are crying, they are like Craig from Big Brother. Not to worry though, I am finally on the train and at least I am sitting down....
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