Train From Hell

Yesterday’s entry was (of course) inspired by a day spent in one of the towns described. I was therefore very happy when various meetings overran and other meetings were cancelled which enabled me to get on an earlier train back to civilisation.

My happiness was short-lived, however, when two stops down the line my carriage was overrun by schoolgirls. Is there anything scarier than a pack (there must be a better collective noun) of 13 and 14 year old schoolgirls?

At one point one of them (the one who seemed to be the ringleader) started offering sweets around. She even offered them to me and I politely declined. But I couldn’t help thinking that something was seriously wrong with the world. Shouldn’t it be me offering sweeties to schoolgirls instead of the other way round?

One thought on “Train From Hell

  1. You are a dirty old man.Oh, and what could be scarier: having all of those 13- and 14-year-olds’ blogs on your friends list/syndicated feed/whatever and no way to remove them.If you’ll allow me to overgeneralise, 14-year-old schoolgirls tend not to write the sort of thing that captivates me for very long if they have a blog.

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