Well, at last they've given up with the lies...

Get a grip. Try moving out of the iWorld and into the real one.

 

The tube's a fucking dismal experience at any time. I visited a mate in
London a few weeks back, my first visit to London for quite some time. The
tube's fucking torture. You're crammed into a metal box with a load of other
cunts, breathing air they've just exhaled, shaken around and it's
horrendously noisy. If they did that in Guantanamo the Guardian would be up
in arms...

TBH life in London does seem to be a scarecly better existance than being an
insect unless you've got a *lot* of money to afford a halfway decent house
and a garden.

 

as soon as you learn to snip.

d.

--

 

Cocks?

 

I had you penciled in for unofficial salon lézard

But I'm sure we can be flexible.

 

s'funny, I always quite enjoy getting the tube when I'm in London.
--
Champ

ZX10R | GPz750turbo | GSX-R 600 racer
My advice as your attorney is to buy a motorcycle
To email me, neal at my domain should work.

 

It's the rubbing against strangers bit, I suspect

 

Using the patented Mavis Beacon "Hunt&Peck" Technique, Champ

<WAG mode>

You don't travel in the rush hour much in London then?

</WAGm>

 

You're a Wife And Girlfriend? Well I never...

Anyway, of course I don't travel much in the rush hour in London. I
live in a leafy Edwardian square in a gentile provincial town. Why
would I?

All I'm saying is, on the couple of times a year when I use the tube
in London, I usually quite enjoy it. Even if it is in the rush hour.
This is undoubtedly because of the novelty factor, and I'm quite sure
I'd tire of it very quickly indeed (see above re living in leafy
Edwardian square in a gentile provincial town), but I can't quite see
why the OP, on his first visit to London in several years, found the
experience to be "fucking torture".
--
Champ

ZX10R | GPz750turbo | GSX-R 600 racer
My advice as your attorney is to buy a motorcycle
To email me, neal at my domain should work.

 

Using the patented Mavis Beacon "Hunt&Peck" Technique, Champ

"Wild Assed Guess", as well you know.

My life! Such a pleasant town I should live in already.

Depends on which line he was on and what time of day. I've often had to
wait for three trains to pass at King's Cross before being able to force
my way onto one and standing pressed up against other people with
questionable personal hygiene standards is not pleasant.

 

<shrug> I guess I'm fairly tolerant of minor inconvenience.
--
Champ

ZX10R | GPz750turbo | GSX-R 600 racer
My advice as your attorney is to buy a motorcycle
To email me, neal at my domain should work.

 

On Wed, 5 Mar 2008 16:13:00 +0100, (des) wrote:

snip>

Why the **** should he take any notice of a waste of space iKike?

 

I once assisted[2] a colleague[1] onto a train at Clapham Junction.
Basically, she stepped into the doorway and I shoved her into the mob.

[1]30s, suicide blonde, fit as ****.
[2]Japanese bullet train style

 

Is there no end to these euphemisms?

 

Heh. Temper, temper Andy ...

d.
--

 

Me too.
--
Champ

ZX10R | GPz750turbo | GSX-R 600 racer
My advice as your attorney is to buy a motorcycle
To email me, neal at my domain should work.

 

I've no real beef with the overcrowding - it's too too popular and
there's only so much capacity available. I'm referring solely to
failures which, this week, are significantly above the (crappy) average.

A fully functional public transport system. That's the carrot.

Punitive "congestion" charging, beyond the original remit, is pure
stick.

 

Rubbish.

I'd move down the road to Henley just to be able to vote for him.

 

I've throughly enjoyed reading your views on the subject and would be
interested to hear sweller's take on it.

I've think I've made it clear in the past I'll be queuing to dance on
Thatcher's grave. She leaves a legacy, one that sadly seems to be
dismissed too lightly in some quarters.

 

I trust you assisted properly by shoving heartily on the buttocks?
--
Dave
GS850x2 XS650 SE6a

"A scone and tea at half past three
Makes the day a little brighter
Keep your cakes and fancy tarts
And stick them up your shiter."