I took this picture at the National Railway Museum of York. I have no idea if this is a coffee or a tea kettle, but let's say it is a tea kettle for tonight's post. It illustrates my state of mind. I function almost exclusively on tea on a daily basis, it is the fuel that makes me function and survive at my job. And I recently learned that the work offices will move in a few months to the other side of town. Which means to me a longer train commute, which will be one station longer. It looks like nothing, but it also means the addition of a shuttle journey and therefore I might have to take an earlier train. I might also get home a bit later. I cannot complain: I have been having for about seven years the ideal commute. And I have been through far worse. But that means more tea...
Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
Thursday, 9 February 2017
Tea, Trains and Survival
I took this picture at the National Railway Museum of York. I have no idea if this is a coffee or a tea kettle, but let's say it is a tea kettle for tonight's post. It illustrates my state of mind. I function almost exclusively on tea on a daily basis, it is the fuel that makes me function and survive at my job. And I recently learned that the work offices will move in a few months to the other side of town. Which means to me a longer train commute, which will be one station longer. It looks like nothing, but it also means the addition of a shuttle journey and therefore I might have to take an earlier train. I might also get home a bit later. I cannot complain: I have been having for about seven years the ideal commute. And I have been through far worse. But that means more tea...
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