I went here yesterday and had a nice chat with this man. It was a genuinely lovely day, and along with Iain, I'd like to thank the following people for making it such a memorable day:
- The woman who's cat (yes! a fucking cat!) didn't stop mewling all the way down from Warrington to Euston.
- The twat in cowboy boots outside Rough Trade who let me and my mate openly take the piss out of him.
- The friendly Scottish gentleman on the train back who told me a joke that was both historically accurate and unrepeatably obscene.
- Last of all, the good people of Virgin Trains who despite being grumpy, unhelpful, and expensive did at least get me there on time. For once.
So a Merry Christmas to you all. Well, except to you Mr. Cowboy Boots. We couldn't have been more sarcastic frankly, you self-regarding tit.
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One day later and you would have seen the snow!
They're a digital agency Leon. Don't think they're into that shit.
Oooooooh, did you poke each other?
We did, Paul. We did. And then we had an arm-wrestle and did a kiss on the train platform.
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