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Nursed
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All I can say is, if you were travelling on the weekend, you’re a jammy bastard actually finding a train at Preston. Coming up here last night, from Thatlondon, we were chucked off at Preston and put on a miserable, unlit bus to get to this fair city. As I had forked out an extra tenner for First Class from Euston (actually advance bookings in 1st were cheaper than anything I could get in cattle class), this was especially insulting. I have too many memories of cold, dank, leaking Preston platforms in the train misery on the West Coast line to have much of a sense of spirit of adventure about Preston station, although the town has a grand industrial heritage. Ah well, back to The Archers.
Are there any more depressing words than “rail replacement bus service"? Yes, Preston’s a horrible cold unfriendly station. The bar is awful. I tend to nip across the way to the Railway Hotel. It’s synthetic and muzaked, but warm, with a couple of ales on.
Somehow the texture and voice is different ths time.
Hope you’re OK.
Erica sounds a hoot.
NBC sounds a mix of danger/incompetence and violent uncontrolled agression.
I would suggest removal.
Either geographic or thanatic.
I also agree with Redbookish. Preston station is horrible, as is Newcastle, Edinburgh, Glasgow Central and for some completely unknown reason, Warrington.
Nurse sounds great. Maybe just what you need rather than want.
The last train journey; at least you weren’t treated to renditions of the banjo song(I’m noboy’s child) by pissed-up glasgow-based revellers.
In the old days, carriags were divided into compartments, seating eight. I remember such a journey from Preston to Glasgow with a full compartment.(1970) All sat in silence until one chap decided to break the ice and asked each of us our cultural descriptors.
Army Officer, Housewife, Stockbroker, Lawyer, Teacher, Chemist, Sales manager and Assistant Sales manager. When the last bloke was reacherd, he just looked at each of us, curled his lip in mild distaste and said ” I’m going to meet my lover who is locked up in Carstairs (a Scottish prison/mental hospital). He’ll be there for at least another 10 years.
For some strange reason, not another word was said for the next 10 hours.
Thanks… all’s fine. Just hoping The Nurse will want to meet again. She’ll be popular and I bet she’s got an inbox full of offers. And when they meet her, well, she’s going to win any bloke she wants over.
He he… I know Carstairs – er, that is not as an inmate, but we used to have to change trains there when I was on the railway. What a grim little place.
Reminds me of a man who said he used to carry a slightly iffy gay mag around with him to get a free seat next to him. There’s a flaw in that plan isn’t there?
Glasgow Central is beautiful! How can you not like it?
Erica is a top bird. The night before we met in the pub she “nipped out for an hour down the local” and ended up trollied and getting home at 5am.
I take it any move on Erica is totally off limits due to her boyfriend, your commercial arrangements etc. Or could you risk it all?
No no no, absolutely not. I respect Erica and her bloke. She gives me a high status, as I do her–even after five years of friendship, I’m always surprised when she asks me down the pub (what, me?) I want them to be happy together and I don’t want to do anything to disrupt that. Of course we flirt a little bit, but it hasn’t got that undertone. He knows that too, which is to his immense credit that, rare amonsgst men, because most men, faced with a friend of their girlfriend, are thick and paranoid. Me and Erica go out together without him, and it’s all understood and calm and fine.
I’m most interested in Nursey. Been on her profile again, looking at her photo and knowing that in real life she’s a rock chick and chatty, unserious company (but feeling she’ll be snapped up by someone else).
don’t sell yourself short. she met you. connected with you. and from this point on she’ll either want to see you again or she won’t. can you survive either circumstance? yes.
hoping that she felt a good solid connection with a delicious, erudite hedonist… and that you’ll meet up again!
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