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Tuesday, October 07, 2008

Saying what it does on the tin

The train into work was fifteen minutes late this morning because it was late getting into the terminus at Manchester. Ordinarily I'd be pissed off about it but there was a surprising consolation: the driver was obviously as unhappy as us and had changed the destination plate to:


The sad thing is that we all joined the excursion and still ended up in bloody Helminthdale.

1 comment:

Lavinia said...

"Mystery Excursion"? You might have ended up at Hogwarts, you know~!

By the way, if that ever happens, please give Professor Severus Snape a message from me: an X-rated one....LOL!