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7 Reasons A Cow On The Line Is Not So Bad

Posted on July 22, 2010 in Posts | 3 comments

I got stuck behind a cow yesterday. This is my story.

7 Reasons A Cow On The Line Isn't So Bad

1.  Reflect…on the countryside and the beauty of it all. The greens and the yellows and the reds and the blues that you always take for granted. The only thing missing is the black and the white. Because it’s on the bloody line in front of you.

 

2.  Relax…a cow on the line is fairly harmless. Unless it’s two terrorists on the way to pantomime. You should be thankful that it’s only a cow. It could have been Aliens. Or a Polar Bear. Or Von Ryan’s Express. Or Kerry Katona.

 

3.  Reminisce…about the good times. A time when 3G didn’t exist and so you never got stuck in a train in an area lacking 3G. Remember how you never used to switch your phone off and on to see if that helped. Or held it above your head. Or below your legs. Or below the legs of the person in front of you.

 

4.  Reacquaint…yourself with good music. Whatever is on your iPod at the time. Edison Lighthouse for example. Within thirteen repetitions of Love Grows (Where My Rosemary* Goes) you’ll be moving again. And people will be wondering what’s making that strange humming noise.

 

5.  Rejoice…at the thought that those waiting to collect you from the station will not want to hang around in the station car park for an extra half-an-hour. They’ll go for a drive and see a Sainsburys and go in and buy Pork Pies. Which you’ll eat for lunch.

 

6.  Reaffirm…how proud you are with yourself. It’s hard sitting on a train for 30 minutes longer than planned. Your stomach starts rumbling and the mad-Welsh woman keeps bragging about how good her buffet service is. You can resist that bacon sandwich. You can hang on until lunch. And you feel so much better for it. You feel like a better person. If a cow hadn’t got on the line and you’d have arrived at your destination on time, you’d still be lamenting the fact that you always end up sitting next to a fat person.**

 

7.  Reason…that an hour after starting, ’7 Reasons To Be Polite To Inanimate Objects’, it’s looking no better than when the idea formed in your head. There must be something else to write about.

*For obvious reasons (one of them, not seven), when I am singing this, I don’t use the name Rosemary. I use Jonathan.

**I’m not fattist. If people want to be fat in their own homes, then that is up to then. But when you are on the train you shouldn’t be so fat that you cause me to have an intimate relationship with the window.

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3 Comments

  1. a cow on the line whether inside or out is never good. i hate this big is beautiful culture that has become widely accepted in the UK today, its certainly not when ur lardy ass is squishing me. excercise more and eat less fatty, then maybe you wont have a coronary in your mid 40s.

  2. Seriously in my opinion if people who are fat are happy let them be happy. There are people that are fit and healthy and have all the money in the world but are still not happy. I just believe what ever you do as long as your happy than you are successful in life.

  3. Absolutely, do whatever you like in life, look how you want to, be happy, but most of all, don’t squash me into the window. Simple.

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