For years we were wrong. First Class simply means tiny table, apparently.
This is the day I was blessed, for the Grand Master of the Elements was on the train. They decide the climate nowRead more "29/03/17: Lord of the Elements"
There is no escape from the collective eye on the train. There is no escape from who you are.Read more "28/03/17: Omniscience Over Your Shoulder"
A reply from SoutheasternRead more "20/03/17: Datford, An Oxymoronic Reply"
Very rarely is such creativity, courage and genius shown on an early morning train. A simple solution to stop an embarrassing problem.Read more "22/02/17: The Genius of Gollum calling Smeagol"
Of the multitude of people that anger me on my daily travels, there is but one group that cause a biblical rage with the strength of ages to manifest from the very core of my being.Read more "15/02/17: Seat-Hogging Oxygen Thieves"
I’ve set aside a great deal of sympathy for those that have to stand on the morning commute. But that doesn’t excuse you using your bag as a wrecking ball against my headRead more "06/02/17: It Came In Like a Wrecking Ball"