Tuesday, 9 November 2010

I'm sat next to a bearded sleepy head gentleman in a striped shirt and dark trousers
He's wired for sound.....thank God it's not blearing out like some
Stevenage commuters have now boarded the train but alas...... Standing room only
I look out of the window and see the sum shining brightly, smiling at me
We pass fields, trees and a golf course
There are quite a few sleepy heads on the train, a few are reading their chosen reading materials; newspapers, books.....

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