3rd November, 2018.
Yep: it’s 4:45 in the morning, it’s a work day …
And?
My hair’s a mess …
It’s going thin, still the same colour it was, twenty years ago …
But an utter mess, at this time of the morning … !
~≈§≈~
Oh, talking of work … ?
I’m off to work, today.
You’d possibly already worked that out.
Normally … ?
I’d be happily getting a train.
Except under one set of circumstances.
Yep: when there’s a rail replacement service on.
There’s one, today and tomorrow, between Brentwood and Shenfield.
In the immortal words of Stanley Unwin?
Deep joy.
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