The Worst Journey in the WorldAspley Cherry Garrard was the youngest member of the Scott Polar Expedition when he and two others lost their tent to the winds of a night-time snowstorm. They spent hours in temperatures below -70°F stumbling about the ice floes hoping they'd bump into it as it was their only hope of survival.
OK, so that was bad, but we reckon you've had worse. We know how hard you lot are.
(
chthonic, Thu 7 Sep 2006, 12:40)
« Go Back
I'm unlucky on trains.I'm generally quite unlucky when it comes to train journeys. I've never died or crashed or anything, so it could perhaps be worse, but I do still consider myself to be the unluckiest person in the world.
If there's a fat sweaty man boarding, he will always sit next to me. Without fail. Even if it's an otherwise empty carriage. He will then try to talk to me.
And if it's not a fat man, it's an old woman. An old woman who tries to give me stuff. Like the sports pages of the newspaper. Which I then I have to read to make her happy. Despite the fact that I get really travel-sick whilst reading on a train. Eurgh.
And then the train will break down. Normally in Kettering. Although I did once get stuck on a broken down train with Lars Tharp, of Antiques Roadshow fame. Living the dream.
And my last train journey was perhaps my worst of all. Two women sit opposite me, clearly colleagues. One says to the other 'Don't tell anybody else yet, but I'm pregnant'. Cue 2 hours of women talking about pregnancy, dilated vaginas, how certain parts tear, how it smelt really bad when her waters broke during her previous labour, and how men have no idea about the pain. I know all about pain.
(, Thu 7 Sep 2006, 22:15, Reply)
« Go Back