The Week That Was
This week, a field visit off the beaten track required a journey on a slow K class train back to base. Having gotten used to the sleek new D class service, this felt rather like slumming it. As the train pulled into the station very late the feeling was confirmed. The train was very full and hardly anyone got off at our “rural outpost”. The hoards struggling to get on pushed, shoved, cried and swore until the guards started pulling the last stragglers off so that the doors could close.
I began to feel that they were the lucky ones as we pulled out of the station. Continue Reading »