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100 Days of Happiness - Day 40
Apr. 21st, 2014 10:05 pm100 days of happiness Day 40
No photo again today because I wasn't going to ask this chap to stand still and have his picture taken - too embarrassing! LOL
So my happy-making moment today was on the train from Ely to Birmingham. I got on the carriage right at the back where the conductor hides when he's not walking the train, and my first encounter was when I was stowing my case and he comes out of his little hidey hole singing. So I said 'hey, service with a song, eh?' to which he replied in song "service with a song and a smile, yes that's my style" Hee! So not only singing but making it rhyme. (You have to imagine all this with a West Indian accent by the way).
Later he popped out with a printout of all my connection times which was super helpful (and I hadn't even asked for it), and then on the back of a discussion about how outrageously expensive train travel is, and how I could have flown cheaper if only my origin town and destination town had airports (they don't), he then told me all about his losses last night on the roulette table - four reds in a row, so it had to be black next, right? But no! Another red! He lost £300 on that, and the next one was red too! You know what, he tells me, all outraged, they shout out this man's got £400 on here or here and why is that? Why do they have to shout? Because there are microphones and they have cameras, right? So they are watching and listening and stop the wheel where they like to stop you winning.
And I'm nodding and thinking - so why are you still betting on it then, if you know it's fixed?
Later he popped out with a printout of all my connection times which was super helpful (and I hadn't even asked for it), and then on the back of a discussion about how outrageously expensive train travel is, and how I could have flown cheaper if only my origin town and destination town had airports (they don't), he then told me all about his losses last night on the roulette table - four reds in a row, so it had to be black next, right? But no! Another red! He lost £300 on that, and the next one was red too! You know what, he tells me, all outraged, they shout out this man's got £400 on here or here and why is that? Why do they have to shout? Because there are microphones and they have cameras, right? So they are watching and listening and stop the wheel where they like to stop you winning.
And I'm nodding and thinking - so why are you still betting on it then, if you know it's fixed?
Anyhow, long story short, he was lovely and helpful and fun, and cheered me right up for the rest of the day.
Now I'm back at the parents, supposedly to help out due to Mum's broken arm, and so far all I've done is trim my Mum's fringe (bangs to you US folk) and chop some onions. She was even down the garden again late this afternoon, doing stuff left handed. At least one of her organic gardener friends came round and planted half her potatoes for her. Tomorrow we have to chase the hospital to see when this operation on her spectacular break is going to take place. Bloody Bank Holidays. What a pain in the arse.
Now I'm back at the parents, supposedly to help out due to Mum's broken arm, and so far all I've done is trim my Mum's fringe (bangs to you US folk) and chop some onions. She was even down the garden again late this afternoon, doing stuff left handed. At least one of her organic gardener friends came round and planted half her potatoes for her. Tomorrow we have to chase the hospital to see when this operation on her spectacular break is going to take place. Bloody Bank Holidays. What a pain in the arse.