'Railway termini are our gates to the glorious and the unknown. Through them we pass out into adventure and sunshine, to them, alas! we return'- E.M. Forster, Howard's End , 1910 Every time a new year rolls about, there's always something that immediately happens to ruin the mood. The ungodly hangover on the morning of 1 January is painful enough to deal with; having any more problems just makes the headache and dehydration that much worse. In regards to this particular issue, it may not seem like the end of the world as there is always something far more important occurring but it's still one that needs to be mentioned. This time around, the eyes of this humble blogger turns to the rising rail fares in the UK. Behold, the mighty locomotive You may now feel inclined to dismiss this post as irrelevant, boring or any other word to describe a feeling of disinterest, but hold on a second! Yes, a new year should mean that the first post of 2019 should be as specta...
The ramblings of a young man who has no idea how to adult.