As I head towards the platform it hits me.
That this morning is so very very beautiful.
And here I am standing on the platform on my own. The frost glittering, the moon shining.
The world so peaceful.
Today the train comes one time. And as it is the week before Christmas, it is also empty. Is that why the survey is handed out today. I say I will post mine.
I finish another chapter. I turn the page. I look around. There’s something different about today. I can’t put my finger on it, but I can taste it in the air as I breath.
The questions are rigged. But my answers are not. I give a proper picture. Not of this mornings service, but of the service that is offered every morning. I guess though if they stopped cancelling trains and ran them on time, the service would be perfect. What London Midland manager would want that then?
There are a couple of things in life you should remember.
There are some things not worth living through. And A Lady In a Van is another of those things I don’t want to live through again.