Tickets Please...
On my way home one night, a few years ago, I jumped on the train, had a chat with the guard, and then went and sat in one of the snug little compartments. A few minutes later, the guard very quietly opened the door of the compartment and made the internationally recognised hand gesture for 'quick, follow me very quietly'.

On walking up the corridor, we found the first class compartment dark, with all the curtains drawn. Very loudly the guard announces "tickets please" and slides the door back. There's a young lady, shirt hitched around her waist, while her other half is doing his best....

Do they stop at the interruption? Maybe get all embarrassed and apologize for their actions? Do they hell. He stops for a second, gives us a cheeky grin and merrily gets on with the job in hand - with two railway employees watching, amazed at the bare-faced cheek.


She seemed to quite enjoy the length btw.
( HSDriver was probably still at work on, Thu 11 Oct 2007, 18:57, 1 reply)

Hmmm
Hey if that was the night train Windsor to Quebec City, that was ME!
(TDub Nunc id vides, nunc ne vides on, Tue 16 Oct 2007, 2:53, closed)