Adrift in the modern world....

The bold enterprize of one woman trying to brighten her day by turning the clock back to the Golden Age of style...when hats, handbags and gloves were de rigueur each and every day.



that it's not Friday everyday of the week.

Friday, September 17, 2010

Although I suppose if they were then things would get boring.

Just something for you to ponder. Why are there SO many more cars on the road when school starts again? For 7 weeks in the summer it is total bliss and I can get to work in under half an hour for the measly 12 miles that I commute. However as soon as the little dahlings return it can take up to and hour and 20 minutes. I could get across central London just as quickly. They have recently build a second "by-pass" to ease the traffic but as I live directly between the both of them, they have NO impact whatsoever on the traffic leaving the valley through a narrow bottleneck of a road...joy unbounded.

I was thinking of catching the train again, but the thought of spending another winter next to sniffing/damp/smelly people in trains that are late and overcrowded. I did it for 8 years and I can't face doing it again. As much as i would love to be green (and not look like Kermit) I can't face the dreadful public transport that is about these parts. I would cheerfully give up my car if I lived in London and had all their tranport links, but 1 train every half hour (if they decide to run it) and a bus that goes to every village between here and God knows where and takes over an hour to do a car journey that takes 15 minutes....I rest my case.

On another note entirely. my new little skirt looks wonderful with my red 3/4 sleeved cardigan and black 40s pumps. Such a bargain for £5.

Going on a shopping trip with Mam tomorrow as she's off on hols again, and I should get a nice lunch out of it...if I'm lucky ;D

I promise I will post some pictures in the next few days.... 'onest guv...

TTFN

xxxxx

1 comments:

Celia said...

Well you could always move to bloody London and stop whining about transport... although I daresay you'd find something else to bitch about in the city.
What a miserable little gimp you are sometimes.
:P