A Snippet of Life

  English public transport is always an experience. Whatever time of day, no matter what type of people are in the same cabin, I always feel I'm shouting on the phone even if I'm uttering but a whisper! No matter how I'm feeling, in the happiest of moods, I always feel I look like the world is against me (probably the bored looks on everyone else's face rubbing off). And no matter how organised I am with my schedule, I always find myself sprinting for at least one of the trains.   But whilst travelling the other day to London, I found that trains can be eye openers, too. Think I'm weird? Listen up...   I was in a small cabin, with no more than 10 people with me...the announcement came that the train was about to depart and the doors were shutting. All was well until we found that our door was a 'wrongun' ! It shut half way, then clattered a bit, making a racket that could not be tolerated at 1 AM on a Saturday night, let alone 9 o'clock on a Sun...

  This is the phrase best used to describe me. Working at a small village shop, is where I show this trait the most. Knocking stock off of shelves, drinks falling from the fridge, putting hot drinks where the till opens and then wondering why they fell on the floor! Jamming the sugar jar so that I couldn't open it (nor could any of the strong men may I add), then feeling like a complete Don when opening it, to find sugar flying everywhere as I did so! Making too much coffee, "ooh ill have that", then 5 seconds later I've knocked it over, all over the papers (none of this has actually happened to me, of course...hmm) Even when I'm not at work there, I still make spillages outside having coffee!   This doesn't just stay at work either, shopping in town I will be the first to knock a display over, fall over the Christmas chocolates nicely stacked in the window, even fall INTO a basket of goods, I wouldn't put it past me! At a newly refurbished pub, openin...