Monthly Archives: July 2015
The train guard came thru checking everyone’s tickets like this: He would look at our cards as he went saying “Any unchecked tickets? Thank you. Thank you. That’s ok. Thank you.” and then every so often he’d go. “Thank you. … Continue reading
One evening on the train home the guard dropped in a few extra destinations: “This is the 7:50 service to Yeovil calling at Tungsten, BiPolar and Overtake Lane.” I guess the pressure gets to everyone once in a while. … Continue reading