Oh Dear

Thirty seconds after leaving Cambridge station, on the train towards home. We hadn’t even got past the river when a little voice piped up from the seating section behind me

“Are we there yet?”
“No”
“How long is it going to be?”
“An Hour”
“I’m bored”

And on. And on. And on.

Thank Christ for having a) headphones and b) plenty of (legal) MP3 files.


One Comment on “Oh Dear”

  1. Gordon says:

    Ahh the voice of a guilty man. The only reason you’d tell us you have (legal) MP3s is because you must have a huge stash of ILLEGAL ones!!

    If I post a DVD, can I get some? 😉


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