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The first time I got a train on my own, I had to travel 4 stops to my where my dad was working. I had an ovaltine bar (no longer available?) for sustanance on my journey and as I approached the ticket office I realised I had no idea what to say. I wanted a single as my dad was going to bring me back in the car, but what I said was "Can I have a ticket to Romford and not come back please?" Anyway I got there ok, it was exciting being on the train and making sure I got off at the right station. I ate my ovaltine bar.
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You missed a great opportunity for "28 years old, I was at the time".
Oddly, I can't remember the first time I took a train on my own. I must have been quite old at the time, and very used to taking busses all over the place, so i don't think it made much of an impression.
I do remember the first time I got winded. I would have been four or five years old, and another kid in the classroom punched me in the gut. It didn't hurt much, but when I realised I couldn't draw breath, I was terrified. So it was also the first time - out of not very many - that I sincerely thought I was going to die, and also the first time it occurred to me that one day I would die. I had no idea what had just happened to me. I couldn't breath and I couldn't tell anyone what was wrong. I just staggered back, sat in a chair and thought "This is it. This is as far as I go." I remember being sad at how my parents would feel. Then, of course, it passed.
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I hate Valentine's Day. Stupid commercialised crap
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I found it harder than I'd have thought it would be to think of a 'first time' for something. But one that sticks out as a eureka! moment is when I was reading a book in the lobby of the pub (because children weren't allowed inside, and obviously my parents weren't going to allow children to interfere with their pub-going). I must have been about five and I was kneeling on the floor, with my book propped up on the red leather seat of the bench, reading out loud, because that was the only way I knew how. And one of my parents, can't remember which, on a brief visit to check we were still there, said 'why don't you read to yourself'. And the moment of realisation that I could 'hear' the words in my head. That was awesome.
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I need to buy a new mount for my front Cat's Eye. You're treated with suspicion and contempt when you try and buy a mount for an expensive bike light, the staff assume you whipped it from some other bike and just want a mount because you didn't have the time or inclination to fiddle about swiping the mount, as well.
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Knogg lights have awesome rubbery attaching bits so the dont need a mount ... see?. They is well nang.
One time the mount for my old light was stolen, not the light which I had with me, but just the mount. What kind of cunry does that?
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Hi Benway. I am still pretty unimpressed with life on the whole. Things are grim, with no promise of improvement. You?
Regarding the rear bike light - the LEDs are red when switched on, so I don't know what they mean about that light being insufficient.
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sorry to hear that, Abby. I hope that you are looking after yourself as much as you can, and are not falling too far into the hole.
I'm alright, although very tired. Always tired. Surviving on around six hours of sleep a night now, which doesn't feel like enough. Ah well. Plus I've got to go to surrey tonight because I left my cocking phone there last night. Of all the annoying things to have to do. Apart from the tiredness and the related problems, I think I'm fine. Carrying on, you know. Pressing forwards with unjustified confidence into the gloomy abyss, because what else can we do. What else can we do, Abby. You tell me.
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i would like to ride to surrey in the folds of a giant cardigan, being worn by a giant caring woman. Perhaps in her pocket. Safe and warm, forever. Maybe it is God i seek.
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but no. Here I sit in a striplight fog, resting on a barren beech effect desk, with only the jubilee line, the circle line, a train, another train, and the victoria line in my future. *cries*
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please be strong for us too, benway, and we will be strong for you. oh how we wish we hadn't gone sailing. what we wouldn't give to have never dared to dream of nautical glory
thanks benway, it means a lot to know that you and everybody back home is hoping for our safe return. it's all that's keeping us going right now. if we didn't have that we don't what we'd do. anyway we need to go for more interrogation about supporting the velvet revolution now, so see you later yeahPosts: 3821
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ouch! Sounds nasty. Don't confess to anything. Thanks for staying strong for me. I've got to go now - I have a train to catch.
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I think they'll be sending you a big thank you card for keeping their spirits up while they were captured Benway. I wonder if perhaps this helped at all in their bid to be released.
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They've been freed now. Fuck. Can you imagine how unbearable they're all going to be? They're just never going to fucking shut up about this for the rest of their everyday life. Can you imagine sharing an office with that bullshit? When the photocopier goes on the blink "Of course, this is nothing like the time I was captured and interrogated in Iran..." When the deadline is looming and you're all under the cosh: "Honestly mate, I survived interrogation in Iran and you're worried about how quickly the courier can get to New York?". At the Christmas party, chatting up the new sales rep, he slides in next to you both: "I... you know... sometimes I feel like I never fully recovered from the time I was captured and interrogated in Iran... I wake up some nights... screaming... I think I just need someone to comfort me..." leaving you heading back to the bar while she sticks a sympathetic tongue down his throat. Wankers. Dickheads, all of them. How much to get Iran to take them back?
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I wouldn't let that shit slide, frankly. If they tried to pull that nonsense with me I'd just remind them that they were only arrested and interrogated because they got hopelessly lost while in a boat race and somehow managed to drift into Iranian waters unknowingly.
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"No... I'm alright don't worry. Well. You know. No - it's fine. It's just... You know. Chris is being a real dick about the time I was captured and interrogated in Iran. I don't think he understands how you never really recover from something like that. It's like - Yes! Exactly Exactly! If someone's kid died or something you wouldn't just have a go at them about it. No, I don't know what his problem is, either. Some people are just dicks, I guess. When someone's had it easy all their life how do you expect them to understand?"
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