Thursday, October 13, 2005

Wasted Day

Up to London for two meetings and then back again. How bad could it be?

Turns out, the *only* nice thing about yesterday was a swift gin with Ashley. The rest of it was horrid.

Journey up: The train in front of us broke down. Result: A journey of four hours.

Journey back: The train in front of us broke down. Another four hours.

Let's not even talk about the meetings...

Instead, let's dwell on why it is that train seats have arms rests you can't lift up. So it's impossible to stretch out and sleep. No matter how empty the train. Or how bored and tired you are.

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