What A Shitty Day
Greetings All,
Had a fairly shitty day today & as I’m a sharing caring kind of guy, you get to hear about it too.
We decided to take the girls (6 & 3 if you didn’t already know) to the cinema today to watch Monsters Vs Aliens.
As a special treat, we thought we’d go on the train – they love trains (in a cute little girl kind of way rather than a tartan flask, anorak & elastoplasted specs kind of way).
We decided to go from Haslemere to Guildford. The trains are fairly regular – even on a bank holiday – approx every 20-30 minutes.
As we entered Haslemere my wife said to me that if I put my foot down we’d probably make the 11:31 train – I replied that that was unlikely as I was nipping into Costa to grab a coffee. She immediately got into a semi-strop & demanded that I got a (hugely inferior) coffee at the station instead. Not wanting an argument I agreed & we made it to the station about 4 minutes before the train was due to leave.
Luckily the queue for tickets was quite small – but my wife decided to run ahead with the girls to get across the bridge whilst I queued for tickets. Once I had the tickets I only had a minute to make the train so I ran across the new bridge they’ve recently built at Haslemere (& also the closest one to the ticket desk). As I got to the other side – I ran upto the train but couldn’t see wife & small people – I looked right up the other end of the platform (near to the old bridge) & saw my wife standing half in the door of the train – I thought I saw her turn to look at me & so I jumped onto the train at my end.
I then made my way along inside the train to their end. As I got to the carriage that I expected them to be in – I saw them standing outside on the platform – I immediately pushed the open button for the door, but nothing happened – I then banged on the window to catch their attention & they came running to the door & tried the outside button – but it still didn’t open.
The train started to move & my eldest girls face droppped & she started crying her eyes out – I felt like shit. It was heart breaking seeing her standing there like that with me being completely unable to do anything. Everyone in the carriage saw what had happened & there was a collective “awww” as they looked out at my (by now both) crying girls.
I phoned to speak to them & though they seemed like they were hyperventilating I calmed them down a little & arranged that I would get off at the next stop & wait for them.
So I get off at Dodalming & have 20 minutes or so to kill & think I’ll grab a coffee while I wait – Nope – the god of caffiene is mocking me today – the coffee shop was shut & the nearest placfe was in Godalming itself which is probably just about do-able but given what had just happened I didn’t want to risk it.
Meanwhile my wife has picked up both of the girls & is cuddling & consoling them – & leaving behind on the platform a pair of school shoes that we needed to with us to get the eldest girls feet measured.
So I get a text message that she’d lost/left the shoes whilst I’m standing (did I mention it was pissing down with rain) with no coffee at the godforesaken dump that is Godalming station. My response was quite simply “Aaarrrggghhh”.
Anyway – the day got a little better after that.
Nice food in Old Orleans for Lunch, Not a bad movie & we didn’t have a parking ticket on the car when we made it back to Haslemere despite erronously thinking that parking would be free on a bank holiday.
Off for some more Guinness now.
TTFN
BFG
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