After Half-Term 

Back in the train seat whizzing to college, and - as Zager & Evans would have it - a dystopian future where man has shredded the earth of all its value and set up a robotic service system. But that's fine, because it only begins in the year 2525 and takes until 9595 to truly … Continue reading After Half-Term 


Deutches, Ja?

Made it onto a train at Waterloo this time, that's nice. A German couple got to some closing doors ahead of me, and, instead of shoving a bag or hand in the gap like any sensible Londoner would, they stood till they closed. The wife efficiently moved on, but the husband stared as the open … Continue reading Deutches, Ja?