A Day In The Life

Aberdeen antics

I made a trip to the north easternly city of Aberdeen on Wednesday to catch up with some old muckers. The place has a mixed reputation of being popularly known as a wonderfully beautiful Scottish 'granite' city, whilst also unpopularly known as a rainy, windy backwards 'grey' shithole. Both are true.

On the train up there I was amused by the old Aberdonian ticket stamper (I have come across his dowdy grumpy goodself before) doing his usual condescending of anyone who attempts to question him. I bet he'd be good for a pint. As we are approaching Aberdeen itself he makes this announcment over the tannoy.

"The next station is Aberdeen where we will be arriving 10 minutes late. This is due the lack of power in the train for going uphill, we make several complaints a year about this but nothing ever seems to get done around here so there you go. Aberdeen next stop."

So then upon arrival I was making my way out the station and up to Bridge Street where I had to stop at traffic lights to let the cars go. One of the cars at the front of the queue was, admittedly, starting off very slow, the boys in the white van behind were looking none too happy. As the cars went off down the hill I could clearly make out the van driver's views on the couple in the car in front.

Saffice to say there was no love lost and I thought well hey, welcome to Aberdeen.

posted by mrwhatshisface @ 3:45 pm