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And it's a rant! Is it just me or are today's railway carriages getting smaller and smaller? Every morning I spend 45 minutes being constantly
barged into by people walking past me down the aisle. It's impossible to get a decent kip & this morning, to cap it all,
someone tripped on my bag and had the temerity to blame me for it because it was sticking out into the aisle. What happened to
those old fashioned coposite carriiages with the compartments where you could shut yourself in and pull the blinds down?
Well you see gricerboy, trains are the new flights. There was a time when you paid a lot more to fly rather than take the train. But now, flights cost a fraction of what a train costs. This means the average train commuter has become smug and pretentious and feels that the world owes them a favour. This means that the train behaviour has changed, forever. There was a snooty Harriet Harman types lady sitting on a seat with her big alligator purse on the empty seat next to her. I asked her if the purse was hers, ( implying that seats are for passengers like me ), at this the pompous twat huffed and puffed and took her purse off and strode off the carriage announcing that she will find another seat where she would not be bothered.
I found a half decent bottle of scotch in the sideboard and tatty copy of Big Boys in Boots stuffed down the back of the sofa.
Someone check the kitchen and see what he's got that we can eat.
That's you sorted for the duration - 3 minutes if what HAB was saying about you is true...
Where's the girlies? They usually handle the food side of things!
Is it just me or are today's railway carriages getting smaller and smaller? Every morning I spend 45 minutes being constantly
barged into by people walking past me down the aisle.
No - same size. Today's commuters are just becoming fatter and fatter.
And it's a rant! Is it just me or are today's railway carriages getting smaller and smaller? Every morning I spend 45 minutes being constantly
barged into by people walking past me down the aisle. It's impossible to get a decent kip & this morning, to cap it all,
someone tripped on my bag and had the temerity to blame me for it because it was sticking out into the aisle. What happened to
those old fashioned coposite carriiages with the compartments where you could shut yourself in and pull the blinds down?
Welcome!
Got any beer in the fridge? Where's your porn stash? We'll find it anyway so you may as well cough.
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