Wed 29 March - When's the election...?
Anyway, I don't vote because I don't believe anything a politician says, and I have refused to go along with this idea of voting for the other guy just because you dislike the current guy's policies. I can't recall that I’ve ever cast a serious vote in my life, yet I'm actually considering doing so now. Why? Because I am convinced that that weasel Batchelor should be tossed out of office. I'm not necessarily convinced that Terry Mulder will do any better, but I'm past caring. I just want to see Batchelor gone - so much so that I'm even considering selling out my basic non-voting principles.
We'll see, November's still a fair way off…
The 07:14 just scrapes in and avoids an orange.
The 17:49 is in when I get there, but mysteriously doesn't leave until 17:50. We manage to lose a couple more minutes so we're three minutes late at Ripponlea.
Here's my final comment on the "keep away from the doors" debate that Chris/The Met feels is about the single biggest factor in the tardiness of our trains...
This evening we're only slightly late and I have to assume the 17:38 ran as scheduled. In my carriage there are 130-140 people as near as I can count. This is slightly more crowded than normal, but certainly not out of the ordinary for a train at this time of day.
Most of the seats are taken, apart from the odd one or two. They're small seats so possibly the adjacent seat is occupied by somebody of a larger frame, making the second seat unusable. Anyway, it's one of the newer double door trains (sorry, not being a gunzel I don't know the brand, they're just trains to me). There are around 10-12 people standing in each of the two ends and around 20 in the area between the seats in the centre of the carriage.
By Chris/The Met's theory this is all right and proper, and nobody should've been standing in the floor area between the doors. Unfortunately there are around 20-25 of us in each of the two doorways, sorry about that Chris. Kinda hard to see where we 40-50 people could've gone if we weren't to stand there. Maybe we should've got off and waited for the next train?
So here's the challenge to you Chris/The Met - you meet me at 17:49 at Flinders Street on a day of your choosing. You can then explain to me and our fellow passengers where we should stand in order to keep away from the doors. If you can do so successfully, I'll back down from my position. If you can't, you can retract your claims publicly in this blog. Sound fair?