The Train Now Standing

Welcome to my blog. Please have your tickets ready for inspection and prepare to meet your fellow passengers. Some of them will speak to you, some of them might smile at you, some will never ever acknowledge you, even though they work at the same place as you, some will be downright rude, and others might become firm friends. If you're lucky you might see He Who Will not Give Up His Seat, Hammy Harry, and the Sugar Plum Fairy. I don't know their real names. Not yet, anyway. The view from the window is quite interesting. You might see some pretty countryside, the River Trent, a new station being built, a fox, a heron or a rabbit. You score points for seeing some things: 1 for a rabbit, 2 for a fox, 100 for a whale in the Trent.

For once the train was the right way round last night. This means that the standard class carriages were at the front of the train, so that all the Loughborough people didn't have to try to cram into the one standard carriage to get off at our station. Only one person ever gets off from first class, so it would make sense to have the train this way round all the time, but this is far too sensible for the Fat Controller. Rumour has it that soon we'll have the old type trains back, which are much more comfortable and don't have doors that close on you like the new ones.

Last night on the way to the seat L. had saved for me, I stood aside to let six people past and not one of them said thank you. How rude can you get? I hope they had a really boring dinner.