If you follow me on Instgram (and if you don’t, please do! I’m @yellywelly), you’ll know that I more often than not story my trials and tribulations on the work commute that is the Greater Anglia service under the hashtag #girlonthetrainfeels.
I’ve been using that hashtag for about 3 or so years now. It’s has basically been my whinge board for all things related to my morning and evening commute on Greater Anglia. Sometimes it’s just short videos of my train swooshing past pretty Essex fields, and sometimes (well, okay, most of the time) it’s me complaining about the delays on the service, but sometimes I share my thoughts on the passengers I share the train with. Once, a lady got on the train from Stratford with the biggest Nemo balloon that I’d ever seen. You can guess what my caption was (something about finding Nemo…of course!).
I have an hourlong commute to work (I get on at Harwich and get off at Chelmsford) so it’s necessary to find ways to entertain myself. I normally allow my mind to float away on flights of fancy. I like to give nicknames to the people I come across on the train. I wonder about their lives or why they behave the way they do on the train. There are the train regulars like Colonel Mustard, Mr and Mrs Coughie, Lady Tosser, Cath (Kidston), Ichabod Crane…
These, of course, aren’t their real names. I just call these names because of how they dress or behave.
I wonder if y’all want to hear about them?
Yellywelly 