Yesterday we visited our good friends Jim and Laura McRae. It wasn't easy, there was engineering works at their station so we had to get off at Purley. After a lovely meal we started to make our drunken way home.
My title suggests that this station was akin to the pearly gates, that this station too represented the entrance to heaven. Nothing could be more wrong.
11:30- Me and Gaz were not in the best shape mentally due to alcohol and argument. With our train into the depths of 'heaven' cancelled...we awaited salvation.
12:15- We boarded a train to Victoria, on our journey we were serenaded by a one armed, and very eloquent, tramp. He told stories of hidden foes, cold nights and a sharp surgeons knife.
12:45- Having resisted 'temptation' we traversed the system of night buses. By this time we had put aside our differences to help our survival. We stood close to share body heat and to reduce our exposed surface area to muggers.
2:55- Muggers fooled and £2 lighter we got off at the stop at the end of our road and literally ran home, giving the night back to the homeless, drunk and completely insane!
Char
3 years ago
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Hi Char,
Sorry to hear you had such a nightmare journey home! Perhaps you should have stayed the night afterall.
Thanks for coming. It was great to see you both!!!!
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