The Met Line Journal

The life and times of a small man called Min, his daily journey's from Rayners Lane to Farringdon.

This blog is an insight into the wonderful world of the Met Line, packed into chunky bites of random thoughts, the weird and the wonderful sites I see on my journey to and from work, and the odd comedy gag...

Read it and weep (with laughter)...

Monday 28 May 2012

Monday 28th May 2012 - The Journey Home

18:35 Semi Fast to Watford

Well hello there people. And what a fantastic weekend of lovely weather. We did a touristy thing of walking in Green Park, past Buck palace then all the way to Tower Hill and London Bridge. The good news is that despite reports to the contrary, it doesn't appear to be falling down. Phew!

It made us think how lucky we are to live in London and we still have the Olympics to come!

This blog is sponsored by Boris Johnson and the City of London Corporation...

Right, let's get on with the show...

My dog has a very big ego. Everytime someone knocks the door, he runs to it barking, assuming it's for him...

Headline today is : " A police visit for all crime victims". Woah! What about if the offence was being taken in by fake coppers?

Oh forgot to tell you about a drama we had on Friday. I called out a 24 hour plumber but when he got here he didn't seem to know what he was doing. I said to him, "So how long have you been a plumber?" "24 hours." He replied...

Seriously, there was a riot in our street last night, when we found the hosepipe ban is not going to be lifted. Luckily the police brought it quickly under control with the use of water-cannon...

Still standing as I haven't got a seat on the new (rubbish) train and we are already at Baker Street.

Watched the Semi finals of the Voice and the two favourites are out! (is it cos I is black?)..sadly it most probably is. Not sure a black person has ever won a public vote. And no, Leona Lewis don't count as a) she a horse and b) she is of mixed breed.

So who watched Eurovision contest on Saturday? What were we thinking? Hump, I know your a Leicester boy, but it was always doomed to fail. I liked the Russian grannies act the best. Do you think that the reason they were all shapes and sizes is so they can fit into one of those Russian dolls at the end?

My neighbours kid has actually just got back from Baku. Not sure how it's going to help with his exams but his parents kept telling him to 'go and do Eurovision'....your revision..get it...

And on that note, probably best to wish you a great sleep!

A small man called Kawks




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