I get up on a dark miserable morning an think to myself. Is it worth it. All this train travel, is it really.
I get a seat and head to Walsall.
Today I remembered to get my umbrella out of my Skoda car and bring it with me.
Now I didn’t know how much fun this could be or how useful it was going to be.
I had some fun i the office with it But when it came to going home…
Well it was raining. Not that, that mattered much. Nope I was getting the van to borrow to take the other fridge to my brothers. So I walked in the torrential rain to the van. Would it start? Bollocks it wouldn’t. Erm I reported it and then caught my later train home. But it was raining so bad that even this huge umbrella did not stop me getting so wet through that by the time I got home all I wanted to do was go to bed. Mind it was good to see I’d had my first milk delivery.
And that's all that matters in life isn’t it??