So the student that put her feet on the train seat admitted to the error of her ways, went to court and got an absolute discharge. One can hope that the high profile of the case has made travelling a better place for us all. Yeah, right.
I was sat opposite an amoeba this morning on the train that, short of bringing his quilt and teddy with him, made himself very comfortable thank you very much, carefully placing his clean trainers under the adjoining seat while plonking his wet boots (containing his feet) onto the seat along with his bags.
We had the luxury of two ticket inspectors/guards, but not the luxury of enough seats for everyone. Neither of the guards asked the lad to remove his feet and neither did any of the standing passengers. So life goes on.
The trains are busy again because the summer holidays are over and the schools are back. And so too are the Blogs.
It’s always been a dilemma for me as to what to do with my Blog while I’m away. Do you just say nothing and not post for a couple of weeks at the risk losing all your regular readership? Perhaps a simple – Blog On Holiday – posting would suffice.
Well I’ve had a really great idea. Blog Sitters – a team of people who you employ to mimic your postings and live your life while you’re away. I could make a fortune – if someone hadn’t beaten me to it.
For a minute there I got really excited and then I popped ‘Blog Sitters’ into Google and got 2,550,000 results the first of which was blogsitter.net – world’s first blog sitting agency:
“Do you face some no-internet-days, holidays or something else that keeps you from updating your precious blog? And you know that a blog without daily updates dies very fast? Don’t worry any longer! Don’t worry any longer! blogsitter.net is the plattform for bloggers who need caring people to sit their blogs.” (Although I’d be a little worried that they can’t spell platform.)
I great idea, if only I’d had it five years ago. But hang on, why stop there? What about Life Sitters? People you can hire to take over your entire life while you pop off for a few weeks in Spain or Rhyl. They could Blog for you, work for you, ring your Mother for you and no one would ever know that it wasn’t you. How cool would that be?
Actually, how can we be sure that these virtual people don’t already exist?
I need more coffee in the mornings.