The bit I most related to,
other than the crushing misery, was the sandwich. Virgin Trains are the worst offenders - all the filling is arranged along the cut and the rest of the butty is an echoing void with only a molecule-thin smear of butter-substitute-substitute.
Oh, and the bear fight. I love a good bear fight.
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Olembe Refuses to write in this space, Tue 15 Feb 2011, 17:21,
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