Platform seven for the nineteen ten to Peterborough..........it's the old raggerty train!
As I was walking towards the platform two men behind me were overheard talking to each other......
"Should we go for comfortable seat or hot babes?"
Unfortunately I didn't hear the reply but I'm guessing they've taken the first option, comfortable seats!
Why?
The two women sat opposite them were no eye candy.....to say the least!
More like Hyacinth Bouquet.......
Mind you the two men weren't eye candy themselves
A group of us met up with an ex colleague hence the reason for me being on the nineteen ten

Standing room only on the southbound Victoria line train...... Aaaah! I bag a seat at Euston station
I am sat next to a schoolboy....... It's nine sixteen and I wonder why he wasn't at school yet....... Yep! I know....... It's none of my d*** bussiness!
Green Park station then Victoria station why I run the gauntlet

Now standing at platform four waiting for the eight twenty train to Kings Cross.
I am now sat next to a young blonde casually dressed woman reading 'Reveal' magazine. She has two mobiles and a hot drink on the small tray in front of her....... And I? I have my black pair of gloves and my season ticket pass on the small tray in front of me
Sleep was my enemy lastnight as I tossed and turned.
Now....... sat on the train, I ponder about life and all living things. Do we really have a say on our destiny? Or is it beyond our control? Can one person's action really cause an
enormous reaction on the fate of others? Is life just a domino affect?

07:45.......... A quick call to DOS man before leaving home,door shut behind me as I make my way to Raine (my feista car).
As I revised out of the drive, the house looked forlorn
The sun is a deceiver as it battles with the bitter cold, clearly losing the fight - for this morning, the cold is wearing the crown

The train takes it's time but finally arrives at Kings Cross
As I stood up to put on my coat et al a voice startles me...... It's my 'New Best Friend'
He's yapping in my ears like an incessant dog........ Yap! Yap! F****** Yap!
I couldnt get away quick enough
"Have a good day"
"You too"
"May bump into each other again"
"Yes"
Not if I have anything to do with it I thought and we went our separate ways

The train has stopped in midflow, at Hornsey station........ ok, it's gathering speed now but not quite up to it's normal fast speed. There has been no announcement AND it's now going at a slow pace
Here we go..........stress level rising by five percent!
We are just passing Finsbury Park
"Alright mate, just to let you know that we've been delayed about five minutes"
Overheard conversation
Five f****** minutes!
And someone has found a reason to call and tell someone THIS???????

I'm sat next to a clean shavened young man in a gray suit and yellow tie
He's on his mobile talking about court attendance blah! blah! blah!
Call ends, he puts the mobile in his left pocket and proceeds to fumble with his right pocket...... producing another mobile and begins to text
In the meanwhile, Stevenage station has come and gone without me noticing