Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Disturbing on two counts...

My train home was delayed at signals quarter of an hour while we waited for a freight train to get out of the way. The driver had to get out to ring the signal box to get the OK to proceed.

It is the first time in my life that I have ever fancied a train driver...


...she can't have been much more than eighteen. Or else I'm getting old.

9 comments:

Gadjo Dilo said...

I once fancied a station master (mistress?). It was in France, and she had woven wild flowers into the band of her station master's cap.

Gaw said...

Stacey Jones? Was she wearing a cheeky peaked cap?

Scarlet Blue said...

I always fancied being a train driver.
Sx

worm said...

our postlady is pretty hot

Kevin Musgrove said...

Gadjo: there's a romance to that lacking in Northern Rail's corporate style.

Gareth: Stacey Jones! Peaked cap, jaunty angle.

Scarlet: there is something about a woman in uniform.

worm: I rest my case.

tattytiara said...

No no, you're not getting older, other people are definitely getting younger. I find that phenomenon happening a lot around here, too.

Kevin Musgrove said...

Hello and welcome, tattytiara! Thanks for the reassurance.

Madame DeFarge said...

Was it the sight of the oily overalls that did it?

Kevin Musgrove said...

It was the peaked cap and tight blue serge trousers wot done it