Arrived at Kings Cross underground with four minutes to spare
I scaffled pass commuters with children, commuters with luggages, passing a lone police officer with his 'drug snuffing' dog and made it to the concourse with two minutes on my side
Every carriage I passed looking willingly through the window for a vacant seat.... I should be so f****** lucky!
So here I am standing on the five forty train leaving from platform six
Here's hoping I get a seat at Stevenage!
I certainly won't miss this journey.....and I'll be five thousand one hundred and eighty pounds richer!
I SEE BAGS! SHOES! RETAIL THERAPY.........and the frown on my face turns itself upside down (smile)