For almost two years I have not had to commute to work. Before that it was an hour long journey on a bus out to work (which weirdly featured in a dream last night). But lately I’ve been hearing amusing stories from others who commute, and just today was over at White Squirrel’s blog and came across her post on strangeness on a train.
Then again, seeing as it featured drunkenness and strangers interrupting her conversation on Nicholas Lyndhurst from Only Fools and Horses, maybe I should be glad I walk to work :)
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