Sit down signalman
It's amazing just how well sound travels at night, on a cold night especially. It's not so cold here tonight - sure it's cold enough to warrant a hoody should I go outside, but it's almost 2am - so I won't be doing that. Across the fields I can see part of the Reading - Didcot Parkway railway line - it's the mainline for me into London Paddington. Tonight, I'm watching something I've not - in all twenty years of living here and having the same view - ever seen before. It's not particularly amazing. A high speed train has stopped, presumably at a red light, (which I think I can see too but without my glasses or binoculars I can't swear by that!) and is just sitting there - its carriages sparkling like a long line of decorative Christmas lights.
I've been watching the situation evolve. Well, when I say evolve - I mean, I've allowed time to elapse - It's not like I've seen any particularly new visuals. Occasionally a freight train will rumble past, blackening out the lights in an almost eerie manner but also make the carriages sparkle a little more ^_^ I wouldn't know how busy that train was, but I bet the suckers on board are pissed that they've been sitting there well over forty minutes now. Perhaps there's works on the line - but surely they wouldn't have freight operating on the tracks at the same time too. This is a HST though, on the high-speed line. Stopped.
Also in that general direction is the village, perhaps a little more to the West, where I recently met Allie. She's a nice girl, very tasteful too! ;) Good company, but she left her vaseline in my car. It will be returned.
Talking of Allie's, this evening I was finishing up at work only to hear an approaching sine-wave of sirens, men dashing out of the fire engine down an alley in the town centre. It was KP Stationers, and it's back store-rooms, which are (or rather were) sheds, highly ablaze. I believe three fire engines arrived in total. As I left my workplace the first people I saw, (who I haven't seen for a while, trust them to be out when there's this kind of activity going on) were Rumble & Josh. Safe. Josh explained how he heard kids shout "fire!" before they pegged it out of the alley with a huge fire ablaze behind them. Rumble - our regular partygoer and cocaine addict, managed to capture the event on his camera phone. Gianna, a workmate - managed to capture the aftermath. I, captured nothing - I don't have a camera-phone anymore. Gianna, who did some kind of fire training for the Duke of Edinburgh award was asked playfully by a fire-fighter she had trained with to lend a hand. She didn't though. Don't be silly!
The train has moved! But only about two hundred metres, if that. The other night Joe and I visited Letcombe Basset and it's Devils' Punchbowl - a large, strange valley in the middle of nowhere. I will take pictures at some point but we visited at night, so there wasn't much to see - but there was plenty of mud to squelch in! >< That night thin layers of mist lay across countryside roads all over Oxfordshire I'm sure, but at the very base of the Punchbowl, (a small narrow road climbs steeply up to it) next to an old bungalow, lay a swirling ball of mist. An amazing natural phenomena I wish I could've captured.
The work Christmas ball is soon, I will report back on that because I have to dress quite smartly for it. Pea's party is very soon too, as is a Kerosine gig and also another Equinox gig at Warborough, I CAN'T WAIT!!
I thought even by now that train would have moved. An hour since I first spotted it, it hasn't. Fuck them. I'm at home in the warm two metres from bed. HAHAHAHA!
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I've been watching the situation evolve. Well, when I say evolve - I mean, I've allowed time to elapse - It's not like I've seen any particularly new visuals. Occasionally a freight train will rumble past, blackening out the lights in an almost eerie manner but also make the carriages sparkle a little more ^_^ I wouldn't know how busy that train was, but I bet the suckers on board are pissed that they've been sitting there well over forty minutes now. Perhaps there's works on the line - but surely they wouldn't have freight operating on the tracks at the same time too. This is a HST though, on the high-speed line. Stopped.
Also in that general direction is the village, perhaps a little more to the West, where I recently met Allie. She's a nice girl, very tasteful too! ;) Good company, but she left her vaseline in my car. It will be returned.
Talking of Allie's, this evening I was finishing up at work only to hear an approaching sine-wave of sirens, men dashing out of the fire engine down an alley in the town centre. It was KP Stationers, and it's back store-rooms, which are (or rather were) sheds, highly ablaze. I believe three fire engines arrived in total. As I left my workplace the first people I saw, (who I haven't seen for a while, trust them to be out when there's this kind of activity going on) were Rumble & Josh. Safe. Josh explained how he heard kids shout "fire!" before they pegged it out of the alley with a huge fire ablaze behind them. Rumble - our regular partygoer and cocaine addict, managed to capture the event on his camera phone. Gianna, a workmate - managed to capture the aftermath. I, captured nothing - I don't have a camera-phone anymore. Gianna, who did some kind of fire training for the Duke of Edinburgh award was asked playfully by a fire-fighter she had trained with to lend a hand. She didn't though. Don't be silly!
The train has moved! But only about two hundred metres, if that. The other night Joe and I visited Letcombe Basset and it's Devils' Punchbowl - a large, strange valley in the middle of nowhere. I will take pictures at some point but we visited at night, so there wasn't much to see - but there was plenty of mud to squelch in! >< That night thin layers of mist lay across countryside roads all over Oxfordshire I'm sure, but at the very base of the Punchbowl, (a small narrow road climbs steeply up to it) next to an old bungalow, lay a swirling ball of mist. An amazing natural phenomena I wish I could've captured.
The work Christmas ball is soon, I will report back on that because I have to dress quite smartly for it. Pea's party is very soon too, as is a Kerosine gig and also another Equinox gig at Warborough, I CAN'T WAIT!!
I thought even by now that train would have moved. An hour since I first spotted it, it hasn't. Fuck them. I'm at home in the warm two metres from bed. HAHAHAHA!
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