Roo’s Ramblings

I was at the bus stop this morning, killing time whilst waiting for the inevitably late bus. The cold was setting in, and my mind for some unknown reason wandered to the excellent web comic series, Mr Tourette at ModernToss.com. Now, those cartoons crack me up big time (”I still want paying”). So, a big grin quickly turned into a small giggle and then into full belly laughs. This normally wouldn’t bother me except for the 10 other people at the bus stop suddenly started to give me a wide birth - move away from the nutter.

Still, it’s hardly the worst thing in the world. The only saving grace was that I had my iPod on and so I could at least pretend I was listening to Bill Hicks rather than my usualy funky choons.

Dang! Catcus has been doing some spring-cleaning over at cactuswax.net and there’s no more Transit Tales. I thought I’d carry the baton for a little while since I do rely on public transport quite a bit. To get to work, I catch a bus, then the tube and finally an overground train.

So, last week, I jumped on the 8.19 train to Cambridge from London Liverpool Street (I don’t work in Cambridge - I just get the train that heads that way!) and not only did it leave on time, it arrived a couple of minutes ahead of schedule. Well, as a British traveller, I don’t pay some of the highest fares in Europe to get a prompt service! Why couldn’t it be as shite as every other day?!? Anyway, time to write a letter, methinks…