Waiting for the Inevitable

Just flicking through the TV channels and caught the episode of tonight's episode of The Bill - 'Suffer in Silence'.

I'm guessing we'll be seeing other episodes over the next few months called 'Prolonging the Agony', 'Treading Water' and 'Someone Remember to Cancel the Milk'.

In other news, my journey home was delayed tonight. The train driver announced: 'Sorry for he delays here this evening, but one of those new trains is further up the track. It's broken down and they're trying to get it into the sidings. Once again, the NEW TRAIN has broken down and we're waiting for it to get out of the way.'

Had the carriage been less congested, I'm sure his mintiness would have been accompanied by a mass raising of handbags. As it was, we all rolled our eyes, clutched the handrail and prayed it wouldn't last much longer.

Oh look - special guest star on The Bill this week is Lee Ross. Looks like his character is a child abuse victim who's suffered in silence for some ti- oh... that might be the meaning of the title.

Suddenly life's that tiny bit less ironic. Damn....

Trains and Trains and Trains

I have this theory that if you're travelling to work and look up every day at the same point to see which stop you're at, only to find you're still two stops away from your next interchange, then you're probably working too far away from home.

It's not a theory I'm going to bother testing exhaustively, or submit to peer review, but most days when I get on the Jubilee Line at London Bridge, I tend to look up to see if I've reached my destination only to find myself at Westminster. I've no massive desire to work in Westminster, but it's a damn sight closer than working at the wrong end of the Central Line.

It wouldn't be so bad if I didn't have quite so many changes either; whichever route I take it'll mean three trains or two trains and a bus.

Lucky that, after a few years of increasing frustration and desperation over work, I'm now loving my job and the people I work with. And last Friday I learned that I'll be staying with this job until September. For various political reasons, it has to end there for the time being, but I'm hopeful that I'll be able to come back to it early next year (and I'll still be working for the same employer in the meantime, just on a different project).

So, while I don't like having to get three trains there and the same amount back, while I'm there I'm enjoying myself, which is a bit of a result.