10 October 2005
Events that are guaranteed to bring you down…
1) Cancelled trains that mean you end up bored and cold in one of the most soul-destroying train stations in the country
2) Getting home in the dark so no chance of going outside and getting your hands dirty with some garden tidying
3) Spending the entire evening finishing off preparing for a three-hour seminar on depression, of all things. And next week we’re looking at suicide. How come I never get to teach people about ‘relaxing with a glass of wine’ or ‘the therapeutic effects of germination’?
Filed under: Mulch — Clare @ 8:47 pm
You’ve been to Bradford Interchange, too eh?
Sorry to hear to you didn’t get out to the plot and even more so to hear you had homework – bleurg!
(10.10.05 @ 8:57 pm)
Actually, yes I have been there, many times, and quite recently too – it is truly awful. Birmingham New Street beats it though as the platforms are so poorly lit and grey and, well, ’seventies.
Newark comes a close second. Having a name that is an anagram of a rude word redeems it somewhat in a post-modern, knowing kind of way.
Yep – homework is officially poo. And that’s not even compost-enhancing poo. Just stinky, messy, unsanitary poo.
(10.10.05 @ 9:26 pm)
Birmingham New Street… shudder! I’ve never been to Newark, but after seeing Dead Man’s Shoes (http://www.bbc.co.uk/films/200.....view.shtml) I’m in no hurry to go anywhere near that side of the North
(11.10.05 @ 12:20 pm)
That’s exactly what it’s like. I have the scars to prove it.
In my defence I would like to say that I was raised a northerner so I’m pretty tough compared with these southern (Midlands) wusses.
(11.10.05 @ 10:06 pm)