On Saturday I lost the will to live....almost!
We were returning from Exmouth and had a 30 minute wait at Exeter St Davids station.
As we sat, we watched a member of staff picking glass bottles off the track, with a long, metal, grabbing contraption.
Then, he placed the bottles so carefully on the platform and I realised that they were still full... and the tops were securely on them .
Being quite naive at times,I thought what a waste of beer, fancy not drinking it...uh oh...
Then he put on his rubber gloves ...made a remark and I saw the light!
And you don't need me to spell out what was in the bottles,do you ?
How can people be so disgusting?
Eventually, we got on the train..a very slow train with just two carriages...the worst train in the world..well it's not the train's fault...should I say the worst people in the world were on it.
Let's just say that had inoculations ... 'Jabs R Us'... been available at the door, I would have been first in that queue!! I am not kidding. Honest!
The train was jam packed but we got seats.... separately. The carriage floor was strewn with rubbish as was the train we'd caught earlier.
What is it with people and litter?
Do you know, I was exceedingly lucky to be surrounded with such uplifting (!) people, as not only did I get a 'half wit' sitting behind me, who objected to me saying 'excuse me please' as I tried to pass him as he wanted to use the aisle for his legs and didn't give a damn about who might trip over him, I got the 'classiest ever' character sitting next to me...
I had drawn 'Chief Chav' ....
a grubby ,filthy speciman of the female (I think!) human race who spouted the most grubby, filthy language for the whole of the journey.That's in between her texting and relating to the whole train just exactly what she was going to do to her friend's legs when she next saw her!
(i.e. ..break them...but she didn't use the word 'break'...you need to study a chav thesaurus for that !)
Not only that, she coughed and spluttered constantly (in my direction!) and so the best I could do was to keep my back turned , all the way.
She was foul.
Her friends weren't much better and hung on every word she spouted.
I was glad to get off the train with my legs intact! I wasn't frightened, just disgusted.
I thought to myself...
I had to hold my tongue all the way,during that journey...and for me, that takes immense effort!
I am a great people watcher.
Indeed, I often teach lessons about characterisation.You simply can't beat 'people watching' if you are going to invent characters for a book.
But this sort of people watching ....I don't honestly advise it... on my train were prime examples of what makes our country great..NOT!!
I came home... and had a good wash!
Finally...I apologise that no photos are available for this blog post... for obvious reasons!
Just use your imagination!
Hope your weekend is a good one...I'll be back soon with plenty of pics!