This morning going into work on the train, suddenly: BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! Gave most of us in the first carriage quite a jolt. Some of my fellow passengers looked rather worried about it… I’ve travelled by train a fair bit, so I knew it was just detonators on the track, placed there to warn workmen further up the line there’s a train coming; and to warn the driver to slow down.
Before I got on the train, I had of course walked to the station. A street sweeper was doing the rounds this morning. What the hell is the point of a street sweeper? Just to redistribute the leaves from being all over the street, to being in one neat pile at the end of the street? I don’t see the point.
More to the point, this one appeared to have spread the bits of a newspaper all over the street it was supposedly cleaning. T-bloody-riffic. Either they realised, or someone else tidied it up, since it was gone when I was coming home a few hours later.
