Another before dawn start today. No wonder I wake up at 5 am every day of the week regardless. Monday, Wednesday and Friday is 6am fit camp and today I'm on a 0625 train to Birmingham.
Recently my company split my sector up into two regions. North and south. Strangely it seems they think Birmingham is the central point of the north as that's where we have team meetings and other events and hence my seven hour train journey there and back again. I have however suggested that maybe them in the south may like to experience the delights of the proper north and meet in Leeds next month. No point in suggesting Newcastle, that's like going abroad to the southerners.
Anyway without my regular 'Awaydays'... Remember that advert? I wouldn't have the opportunity to people watch. Trains are a great place to do that as people don't realise you're watching them. Like the girl opposite me who is doing her best to read the girl sat next to hers' texts.
Or the man behind who had the whole carriage listening to his phone conversation with someone who had thought they had found his lost cat. Turns out it wasn't his but the story of what had happened had us all choked. Unless you had earphones in.
On the return leg a woman behind me insisted no one sit beside her at the table because she was working and needed the space. I'm surprised so many people took notice, I'd have found it hard to resist sitting there just to annoy her. She proceeded to make several calls to chastise her 'minions' and then spent a good 15 minutes talking to a travel agent booking a holiday for her silver wedding anniversary in far off places like Sri Lanka and the Maldives, stating loudly that she was only interested in five star hotels that are adult only.
Just left Leeds, so another hour and a half to go. Weary people have replaced miserable ones. I wonder what time of day the happy people travel by train. Of course I'm forgetting the 'happy' drunks in their race day finery who fill the train from York sometimes. Hopefully
not today. They are a bit too happy in their hats and heels to be honest.
I'm now sitting here in that numb state you get on long haul flights. Can't be bothered to play games on my tablet or read my tweets. Even my long standing epic 'New York' novel doesn't hold my interest. I also need the toilet but am convinced that one day while in there the automatic door will open and all the standing up folk in the passageway will catch me unawares. Will just hang on a bit longer.
Might have a nap - hopefully I won't wake up in Edinburgh Waverley Station.
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