Fucking trains! After leaving home at 7.11am, I only arrived to my newly appointed office at 9.15. Apparently south west train service can be held to a stand still because one employee has decided to call in sick from a severe case of man flu.

Being the educated commuter that I am, I try to come equipped for my journey, ie I bring a book to not only educate myself further in what ever has taken my fancy at that point in time, but also to help any journey pass with a little less monotony. Today’s delay however was to rob me of my escapism ploy, as it was too flipping cold to stand at the station and bear my hands to the bitter breeze flowing through my temporary commuter prison.

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