http://www.out-of-ideas.com/2007/11/13/i-am-not-in-the-least-bit-bored/ I write, therefore I drink tea Fri, 10 Dec 2010 21:11:45 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.1 http://www.out-of-ideas.com/2007/11/13/i-am-not-in-the-least-bit-bored/comment-page-1/#comment-4376 Helen Thu, 15 Nov 2007 10:28:19 +0000 http://www.out-of-ideas.com/2007/11/13/i-am-not-in-the-least-bit-bored/#comment-4376 This sounds like paradise because you did it all without someone yelling: "More cake!" in your ear at regular intervals. I see cyclists are the same the world over. They almost run me over when I'm walking along the public footpath in the park, then turn round and swear at me for having the cheek to exist. Mmmmm, coffee, cup of tea... This sounds like paradise because you did it all without someone yelling: “More cake!” in your ear at regular intervals. I see cyclists are the same the world over. They almost run me over when I’m walking along the public footpath in the park, then turn round and swear at me for having the cheek to exist. Mmmmm, coffee, cup of tea…

]]> http://www.out-of-ideas.com/2007/11/13/i-am-not-in-the-least-bit-bored/comment-page-1/#comment-4373 Phil Thu, 15 Nov 2007 09:26:12 +0000 http://www.out-of-ideas.com/2007/11/13/i-am-not-in-the-least-bit-bored/#comment-4373 Ah the joys of the tube at peak commuting time. I'm so glad I no longer have to suffer that. My train in a morning may be crowded but it's not that crowded and I get such a wonderful view, like this morning the sun rising over the dark brooding moorland and the town in the big bowl shaped valley, frost over grass, trees and buildings, the hills in the other direction being gently caressed by the early morning light golden and green. Ho yus, why did I ever go to work on the tube? Ah the joys of the tube at peak commuting time. I’m so glad I no longer have to suffer that. My train in a morning may be crowded but it’s not that crowded and I get such a wonderful view, like this morning the sun rising over the dark brooding moorland and the town in the big bowl shaped valley, frost over grass, trees and buildings, the hills in the other direction being gently caressed by the early morning light golden and green.
Ho yus, why did I ever go to work on the tube?

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