tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978906014166411621.post2263714193832183903..comments2024-03-27T04:35:59.203+00:00Comments on Alcoholic Daze: Let the train take the strainADDYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01018958238940897902noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978906014166411621.post-5750466012631521802013-02-18T11:41:05.652+00:002013-02-18T11:41:05.652+00:00It's them. Definitely them. Makes no sense to ...It's them. Definitely them. Makes no sense to me.Linda Bartee Doynehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01820717772193440848noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978906014166411621.post-2839833956933678622013-02-17T12:01:00.400+00:002013-02-17T12:01:00.400+00:00I agree absolutely. When we tried to book train t...I agree absolutely. When we tried to book train tickets to London from Manchester for the three of us, we couldn't get a direct answer on the cheapest way to do it. Hubby even went to the station to ask and the booking clerk said he didn't know the best way!! I have given up using trains completely as the ticket system is so complicated.Working Mumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16243697047355131343noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978906014166411621.post-62972712036006872592013-02-15T15:08:26.788+00:002013-02-15T15:08:26.788+00:00I found your blog through a Nota Bene who recenlty...I found your blog through a Nota Bene who recenlty signed up as a follower to my blog. Naturally, I wanted to find out about that person but was distracted, as usual, by the blogs they were following. The name of your blog leapt from the screen.<br /><br />I have been reading your blog, from the beginning as you suggested, all morning. I stopped at Greg's death and your description of his final hours.<br /><br />Not only was it like looking into a mirror, it was a vision into my inevitable future. I am 53 years old, was successful at work, retired early after the second heart attack and am now on a full bottle of whisky a day (plus several beers in the evening when I can't take the taste of whisky anymore), I smoke 40 a day and hardly ever eat. I survive on bread and cream cheese with lots of hot pepper. I have a drawer full of heart tablets and tonnes of Riboflavin, all of it untouched. If I run out of whisky, I drink gin. If I run out of that, I drink local hooch (I live in Angola in Africa). If I try to play football with my boys, I fall over. I get terrible cramps in my legs at night.<br /><br />All these symptoms will be distressingly familiar to you and I apologise for reminding you. What I want to say is that it wasn't so much your eloquent and honest description of the decline of a once proud man, it was the heartfelt description of how it affected you and your daughter that animates me to go and get help because, despite the fact that I know I am killing myself and clearly don't seem to care, I still love them. Thankfully, I have not yet reached the stage of lifting my hand to them in irritation.<br /><br />There are no such things as detox clinics here so I will have to return to a country I left in 1988 and work out how the hell I can get admitted. <br /><br />While I was reading your blog, I left the bottle of whisky untouched. I have just surprised my wife, who was laying the table for lunch by asking her to a lay a place for me. After lunch I am going to shower, shave and change into fresh clothes. Then I have a few phone calls to make to my bother in Germany. I must make them soon as by tomorrow morning, I will have forgotten.<br /><br />I have also just taken two Riboflavin tablets washed down with water, a liquid I normally only ever used to brush my teeth in. You have kick started my brain into action again so maybe the vitamins will keep it going!<br /><br />A truly excellent, very well written and emotive blog. I am glad, very glad, I found it.<br /><br />Regarding this post of yours, 400 quid train tickets?!! In UK, a tiny island? I have obviously been away far too long.<br /><br />What Kelloggs Ville says has a ring of truth. In UK you can fly for a few quid across Europe and for a few hundred across the Atlantic yet from London to Angola is a couple of thousand. Why should the airlines drop the fares when oil companies and other multi-nationals are willing to block book seats?<br /><br />Last time I was in Germany I travelled first class on the ICE train from Frankfurt to Stuttgart, me and my boy, for 110 Euros. On board we had a marvellous meal for about 16 euros. Apart from the smoking ban, it was heaven.<br /><br />By the way, because of my alcoholism and out of respect for the lives of other road users, I gave up driving a few years ago otherwise I would have hired a car and never considered climbing onto a train. Even if I get clean, if I'm in Germany, I would still only use public transport.Hippohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09468795398813061897noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978906014166411621.post-27660480973316951232013-02-14T20:58:16.335+00:002013-02-14T20:58:16.335+00:00I stupidly paid £400 to get my son and I to and fr...I stupidly paid £400 to get my son and I to and from Leeds once, I just couldn't be bothered to sort it all out... <br /><br />Last year I was going to go to Edinburgh on the train, but flying saved over £100 on the 3 tickets. Dumb, how green or not is that....Furtheronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11903753972242964410noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978906014166411621.post-41055566094697438382013-02-14T10:47:46.624+00:002013-02-14T10:47:46.624+00:00Don't get me started on train fares...insanity...Don't get me started on train fares...insanity encapsulated in one return ticket...Nota Benehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00969705852180234416noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978906014166411621.post-22865076971908466042013-02-13T21:50:49.384+00:002013-02-13T21:50:49.384+00:00'Bone er' : don't ever - damn you auto...'Bone er' : don't ever - damn you auto correct! AGuidingLifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05823333742737762759noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3978906014166411621.post-89682858537073102972013-02-13T21:49:58.302+00:002013-02-13T21:49:58.302+00:00It's the business users that book that book th...It's the business users that book that book the cost to expenses and just don't care I guess and whilst they do it the train companies will charge it. It's often cheaper to by tickets for stages of a long journey but in reality you bone er actually step off the train. It's madness born from privatisation.AGuidingLifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05823333742737762759noreply@blogger.com