I have taken a break from writing to write this... my life is a wordy hell.

[blue_train]

Well we did go to Durham, last minute like everything that we ever do. Went into the Angel and forced the pop-punk youf to listen to the Fall and the Manics... We only really go in there out of spite. After that popped over the road to the folk night at the Old Elm Tree. A lot more people were here this time (probably a time team special on or

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[allieverhad]

i like service stations :)

[blue_train]

really?

because i was worried that it was just me.

[allieverhad]

no really, they are the bestest, but my parents only ever wanted to stop at one each long journey if i was lucky :(

[blue_train]

eep! my opinion of you has just leapt. not to say that I thought that you were a scum before... but that's exactly how I felt... faith in humanity restored.. let's march on the town!

[blue_train]

i meant that what you said was how i felt... not the scum bit.

just to clarify.

[allieverhad]

service stations = so underrated!!!!

i went to one near london that was massive, it was like a shopping centre!
on a different note -
what's your opinion on train stations..........?

An emotional outpouring

[blue_train]

I like train and bus stations... especially in the early hours of the morning when you half expect to be stabbed and half expect some quasi-human creature to scuttle up from the tracks. Train stations also have those empty sounding accoustics that aplify the sound of your steps until they sound like the giant beating wings of a dragon. I love all of theses high, lonely places. Call me an old school suede fan if you will but especially the run-down man-made ones. If I had a choice, I would live my life between the hours of 7pm and 11am and spend the rest of my time wrapped in a duvet reading.

Oh and Travel-lodges.. the stark misery of the time-forgotten decorations.. the pathos of the bed and the TV, used so often for revolting pornographic outbirsts by lifeless middle aged salesmen.

I suspect that this pleasure is the same as that a child gets by pushing it's hands into wet mud... This is our culture come to nothing.

Re: An emotional outpouring

[allieverhad]

travel lodges, i completely agree. soulless holes though they may be, there's something about them, whenever i go, i find a short visit is not enough at all.

i like train stations more than bus stations. i've never been able to explain why...

not to point too finer point on it.

[silverphisch]

train stations...

late eighteenth century bee hives / an escape from the north east / the potential to travel great distances at greater speed (well, supposedly) / staring at chinless executive-types / pretending you're in a depressing french film / humming to yourself / cold, big, vast, skeletal architecture / realisation that you're a grown up / snacks and cigarettes.

[silverphisch]

oh gary you old fadge,
i like the way you make it sound as if it were just me who went perculiar.
you were there too, sniggering and whispering "hello moto" with a panicked giggle or two. YOU were the one wearing a tall cardboard hat!

i still think it was a rather splendid idea of mine;
i mean, the very idea of putting cigarettes in a grill... genius.

and besides, i wouldn't have acted like such a tail-end if it hadn't been for jenna egging me on!

(people just take advantage of the fact that i'll do anything for attention)

still, slighty embarressed about the whole prank phone call thing... oh and the fact that i laughed so much i started farting like a hysterical machine-gun. i can't believe i ate so many putrid jaffa cakes -- made me dead ill that did. nevertheless, if you're gonna do a convincing spacker voice...

anyway, don't be ashamed.
we truely were hilarious.

[blue_train]

i have learned over the years that it is best to distance yourself from the madness by pushing it off onto others... this is what all societies do in one form or another with the character of the king for a day or the fool... so you must take your place amongst the scapegoats and the clowns. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHHHAHHAHAHHAHHAHAHHHHAHAHHHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA *writhes in mixamatosis twitches* HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHHAAHHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA