Trains – not fun

When I was much younger I remember watching a programme on a weekend morning that gave school kids the opportunity to make a short film about anything they wanted. The film that sticks in my mind focussed on a young lad’s passion for trains. ‘Trains are fun!’ he chirped as his anoraked mitt clasped a flask of tea. I disagreed with him then and I disagree with him now, trains are shit. Today a train damn near ruined my day, I left work early to spend more time with my girls only for a series of cancellations and cock ups get me through the front door later than if I had left at my normal time. I was in a foul mood when I got in that Little One could sense the bad rumblings, my very presence produced a very nasty grizzling fit. Rubbish

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