Exactly a week ago our flight home from Malaga was diverted from Birmingham to Manchester then the next day after an overnight stay in Manchester, a train journey down to Birmingham. This funny post from Norma reminds me of some of the conversations that took place around us on plane and train and makes me wish I’d written them down. Must start doing it, so …. you’ve been warned! Hope you enjoy Norma’s post.
Sometimes, there isn’t a quiet carriage on the train, so I have the pleasure and privilege of listening in on various one-sided phone conversations, whether I want to or not. There is the added joy of the tinny ch ch ch of crappy headphones. They never seem to be listeing to music I like either. Its always that urban stuff with the weird effect on the vocals.
These are a few of the delightful moments I have enjoyed over the last few months.
“No I wasn’t sacked. My contact wasn’t renewed. It’s very common in this industry. No, not all of them were. Just me”
“I’m well jel hun. No holibobs this year. Staycation. Netflix and chillaxing at home. Juice fast.”
“Ping me bro. Yeah, innit. Well, what it is, I was just arks-king, man. Yeah, well fit, innit. Cheeky Nandos.”
“My son, Jack’s off to the women’s snowboarding.” I…
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