Daily chronicling on commuting- Commuting isn't for the faint-hearted. You need nerves of steel to survive the jungle that is commuting. No matter whether you're trying to get to or from work, getting to the airport for that well deserved holiday, it's a jungle out there and only the fittest survive. This is about my view of what's going on around me when I commute, on every day occurrence around other commuters, sometimes funny, sometimes frustrating.
Thursday, 30 December 2010
The fog has not lifted and I'm beginning to think that i am on a ghost train...... Aaaaah! Stevenage... the first group oif commuters join my carriage, perhaps this isn't a ghost train after all...... Phew! Panick over! For a moment there I thought...... I thought...... Oooh! Forget what I thought! 'Daft mare' comes to mind
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