Wednesday, 24 October 2007

The Day I Caught The Train...

08 Feb 2007

On Monday, I got the train into London from Aldershot station. I was going to be travelling around London a bit so I needed a travelcard.

Twenty-six quid it cost. And, I spend just over that a week in petrol.

I'm not tight or anything, but £26 for a train ticket is an absolute disgrace - especially given the state of the 'dusty' (although we all know what kind of dust this is) seats, mucky floors, broken air-con and puke (yes, puke) in the toilets, this is no reasonable alternative to congestion in London. I was lucky enough to get a seat, but I managed to get sandwiched in between commuters who talked loudly into their phones a lot. Now I know why I drive into work.
Especially given how this morning was a dream. Don't get me wrong, the blanket of snow that greeted me before I left the house was horrifying, but it actually turned out well (for a change). After struggling to steer my car up and out of our road, I managed about a mile down the road before getting a call from Rachael and being asked to come back and push her car up the very same hill. So that was nice, feet sliding in tracks of fresh slush, wheels spraying wet snow at my face. Still, I can't really say no to this particular young lady. After that, though, it was plain sailing. The M3 was eerie, almost completely empty. Most people, I guess, decided not to bother coming in because of the snow.

Went to lunch at Fifteen, after seeing it on telly last night. We went to the Trattoria part downstairs, and I enjoyed a nice bit of garlicky bread with rosemary on top for nibbles before the main meal. I like my food, those of you who know me will probably know this very well, given my rotund middle. It was packed out, but actually quite reasonably priced, even if that part of North London did look a bit like eastern europe in the snow today...

Saw Apocalypto the other night. It's a brutal film. Didn't like the ending much, but it's well worth watching, if you don't mind the gore. It's like The Last of The Mohicans on LSD.
Tonight, well I'm just going to veg as much as I can. Now, I wonder what's for dinner?

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