Scenes from a railway journey

A Scotsman drinking vodka at 8.30am complains that he "cannae get a can of fucking lager" from the refreshments trolley.

There is a 9.52 service to Flamingoland.

Love the railway, hate the privatized railway system.

East Coast appear not to know which way their trains move.  Twice I have reserved seats that say they face the direction of travel.  Twice I voyage backwards.

Aberdeen: the sunniest city in Scotland. Like being the most honest man in prison.