How long have I been sat here now? The watch says... 7.25PM. One minute more, then I'll walk down the stairs to the train. Mmm, warm hands at least now; coffee can have multiple uses I see.
Travelogue
It's cold. I'm cold. So cold that I can just see the smallest little flakes of snow beginning to fall from the night sky. Well not that I can see the sky, I can't even tell if its cloudy, the orange glow and the glare of street lamps mask everything above me. Hang on; it's snowing, so it has to be cloudy, ha! Let me check my watch; it says 7:00PM, I think it's usually a few minutes fast. Such a tacky and cheap watch it was, straight from Argos's bargain section to replace the beautiful, expensive Italian one I had stolen at school. But need over nice! 7:00PM means my train isn't for another 30 minutes, but a nice, well-lit train station is looking much more appealing than loitering around on some dark, dank, and downright dangerous Nottingham streets! Ah here's the bridge, I can see down river at a pair of small but long... canal boat type things I believe they are, floating silently, bobbing up and down ever so slightly with the river flow. They are quite bashed around though, paint is peeling from the sides, and it looks like it's already been repainted once, I can see red paint underneath the green. They're moored to the side of the river by a big thick and strong looking rope tied to a chunky metal ring that's half encased by the concrete of the riversides. I wonder how trusting the owners must be, surely any local drunk or delinquent could go on a nice, relaxing canal boat joyride if he so pleased! But then he probably wouldn't get very far! With the time it usually takes the train to take me where I want to go, I'm actually contemplating if it would be quicker taking one of those tatty old boats. Then again, I'm not a good swimmer, plus I don't think the river is even in the general direction home, plus the river looks absolutely filthy, as thick as oil and rabid wild dogs have probably swam in it, not to mention local tramps! It would still be fun though! But let's just get to the station shall we legs? One foot after the other, left and right, damn I really like my shoes, so sparkly, I love that little shoe shop near the church, they have the cutest shoes, even if they do cost a bomb. Am I worth it? Hell yes!
