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and back in polluted Berkshire
Jun. 29th, 2008 07:44 pmNo, seriously. I got off at reading and went 'blarrrrggghh'.
Spent most of journey sore with period pains - that kind of cramps where you're just sore and constantly uncomfortable - too uncomfy to read, sleep, or eat.
However, just before Castle Cary, the train announcer goes 'all those with a seat go return to them now. We're about to hit Castle Cary, which means Glastonbury goers. These people have not washed in three days, and unless you want your seat taken up by a huge rucksack and dirty wellies, sit down now.'
And at this little station, there were waves of people in wellies with huge rucksacks flooding onto the platform. Being bussed in and then having the gates to the platform closed to them so the trains coming east were at least vaguely manageable (only four people in the corridor down our end, surprisingly).
Ah, train announcers. Sometimes we love you.
Spent most of journey sore with period pains - that kind of cramps where you're just sore and constantly uncomfortable - too uncomfy to read, sleep, or eat.
However, just before Castle Cary, the train announcer goes 'all those with a seat go return to them now. We're about to hit Castle Cary, which means Glastonbury goers. These people have not washed in three days, and unless you want your seat taken up by a huge rucksack and dirty wellies, sit down now.'
And at this little station, there were waves of people in wellies with huge rucksacks flooding onto the platform. Being bussed in and then having the gates to the platform closed to them so the trains coming east were at least vaguely manageable (only four people in the corridor down our end, surprisingly).
Ah, train announcers. Sometimes we love you.
