Being late for work seems to bring out the athlete in me. Overslept this morning, stumbled out of the house late, ran to the station to find the train already in the platform with the door close alarm sounding.
I’m proud to say I leapt through those doors like a gazelle. A heavy-set gazelle with a wonky tie, but a gazelle nevertheless.
25th October 2003 at 4:37 am
Merseyrail trains. How i miss them. If i oversleep i just don’t go in. Beats doing anything productive for a living!