Yesterday, I said that my muse seems to have gone off on holiday. 
Chiltern Railways toilets become ‘inspiration stations’
and the story tells how the train toilets are being transformed with floor-to-ceiling vinyl images based on “attractions” along the Birmingham to London route. The only example cited is Compton Verney, an 18th Century country mansion in Warwickshire.
Continue reading “the muse bemused”
As Valentine’s day approaches, the conversation turns to love poetry; revisiting an old poem, I found this fragment:
So many kisses left
on the station steps: kisses
scattered en la boca
del metro.
If the metro station in question were the one in the photo, I can only assume there was a tango playing in the background.
On a lingustic tangent, I really wish bus stops were underground so they also had a “boca”: then I could have called the post “besos & buses” and pondered the association between the Spanish besar and the English “buss”.
EDIT: Of course the title should say socket to me. Having posted it with the typo in, though, I shall be honest and leave it “as is.”
When I travel, I still try and keep working, so am pleased that many trains now provide electrical sockets where I can plug in my computer.
The labelling of this one intrigued me, though:
Continue reading “socket it to me”
One more post prompted by my trip to Madrid this week: at metro Bilbao, my attention was caught by this advert:
Continue reading “no joke”
My trip to Madrid this week involved a lot of rushing around, and a lot of trips on the Metro.
don't confuse the narrator 