I get up open the curtains and admire those wardrobes. Just how sad have I become. Don’t get me wrong to get them up in an evening is good. But I can’t draw myself away now I can see them clearly. I’m sure I’ll get over them soon enough.
I catch the train, await at the usual end of the platform, next to where the door I usually get on the train opens and get on as usual. My usual seat through is gone, and the rest of the seats i this end of the carriage. I walk closer to the front and get a table seat. Usually this end of the carriage is packed what is going on? When I get to Walsall it is light and warm outside so I decide not to go into the waiting room as usual. Instead I sit at the farthest end of the platform to the waiting room and read away the time.
When the train does come I notice that we have a train for once that is not only cleaned at floor level, But someone has looked up and cleaned the cleaning as well! How pleasant.
At home I admire the wardrobe once more, fill it fully of cloths and then settle down for the night. I’ve worked hard so I’m having a relaxing evening doing nothing.
I turn on the screen and the PS4 and start up YouTube On Fire to see what is on offer. First up is Fifty Shade Of Grey, which I try but won’t play, the next on the list to catch my eye is Love Rosie, a romantic slushy film and something I’m completely in the mood for. It fires up and I get comfy.
And as for slushy
it sure is.
And if that's not what you want
avoid it at all costs! Me, I enjoyed it, and my evening of the sofa watching the screen. Eventually though I went and rejoined that wardrobe upstairs and went to sleep happy.