December 5th
I just weaved my way through what I
thought was a crowd. It actually turned out to be a choir. My advice would be
to sing louder and stand a bit closer together.
December 13th
I just said 'thank you' as the train
manager checked my ticket. His response was, 'good girl', and he slapped a hand
over his mouth with embarrassment and confusion. It was a bit like when you
were at school and you called your teacher 'mum' infront of the whole class.
December 14th
I have only just realised that, in the
song Faith, George Michael isn't actually singing 'I reconsider my Buddhist
notion'.
December 15th
Santa's waiting outside Derby Bus
Station. Happen his Reindeers charge double time on a Sunday.
Later on December 15th
The mumble-er behind me keeps saying
'fur ball', after clearing his throat.
Post bus journey, December 15th
Eating my 'kids tea' and the potato
waffles just pushed some beans off the edge of the plate. Slightly reminiscent
of the 2p machines at Skeggy.
December 16th
Surreptitiously scanning the bus to see
who's shit themsens.
December 17th
Nice pigeon shelf in Manchester.
December 18th
The Train Manager has a Christmas Tree
ticket puncher. How very festive.
December 20th
Apparently, my train has to take a
compulsory, diversionary route!
December 20th on a second
train
On quite an empty train, I just noticed
in the corner of my eye, a lady sat on the luggage shelf.
Further down the line on December 20th
I snitched on some rascals having a
cheeky ciggy in the vestibule and instantly felt like a big fat party pooper.
However, they've just been caught pinching beers off the bottom of the hostess
trolley, so I guess they've pissed on their own strawberries.
December 25th
Merry Christmas one and all, especially
to those on public transport today, our thoughts are with you.
December 26th
No buses. No trains. Nice taxi.
December 30th
Jayne's travel predictions for 2014:
Development of a high-speed Sleeper Train which gets you from bed to bathroom
in 0.3 seconds. A new vertical twist on the bendy bus creating a quadruple
decker. Tele-transportation which transports body (minus of mind and spirit)
from Derby to Mansfield in less than 3 hours.
December 31st
It appears that it is appropriate to
share a round up of 2013, it being New Years Eve. So to self-perpetuate my
re-occuring theme, here is mine; I spent almost 900 hours on public transport.
The End.