Author Archives: posttraumaticcommuter

Yeehaw!

Rocked back on heels this morning by banner headline in Metro which read: ‘Commuting like Wild West, says Transport for London boss.’ This astonishing statement made by Sir Peter Gerard Hendry CBE, Commissioner for Transport in London. Eagerly scan article … Continue reading

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The Urban Woodsman

Have had hiatus from blogging due to, astonishingly, not getting annoyed about anything very much whilst commuting over winter. However, change in weather and first flush of spring obviously playing havoc with hormones as am now taking out High Horse … Continue reading

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Berks

On way home from work, stop off at Marks and Spencer’s and purchase, after great deliberation, thermal vests, knickers, blouse and slippers for aged mother so that winter does not catch her unawares in her nursing home in freezing North … Continue reading

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Beef

No. 1 personal commuting beef at moment is inability to experience peaceful journey home due to gobby gits on train subjecting flower-like ears to painful noise pollution. Thus have instigated new regime whereby, if seat on train become subject to … Continue reading

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Potty

Am pootling along in South Ken pedestrian tunnel this summer morn, rejoicing that Busker Nemesis nowhere to be seen, when come upon small family gathering of mother and two infants around parked pushchair, up against wall of tunnel. ‘Well done, … Continue reading

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Busking Nemesis

Gadzooks! What spectral horror dost I espy down the long, lonely, dim reaches of the South Kensington pedestrian tunnel this summer morn? Though it be sultry outside an icy chill plays about my heart. Why flees the solitary pigeon, pecking … Continue reading

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The Danger of Flowers

Waiting for delayed train at Waterloo Station, loitering around giant escalator at top end of concourse which lead to deserted haven of bars, upmarket retail outlets etc, stuffing face with burger when small, somewhat tubby, female senior citizen, in jaunty … Continue reading

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