I need a little Matt Damon relief after the hellish journey home. As usual I stayed late at work for a few drinks and then headed to Waterloo East. There I found the overland suspended due to train problems at London Bridge. They say to go to London Bridge to catch trains onwards.
So I get the Jubilee line there. Once there I find that all services are suspended. Joy. So I get back on the Jubilee and get to Canary Wharf. I change for the DLR at Heron Quays but it's so busy and I end up on a Crossharbour service. To try to avoid too much of a crush I walk down to Mudchute. The train pulls up and there seems to be some room and I get onboard. The doors close. All is well... wait... where's my book???
Sitting on a chair at Mudchute. Grrr... I give it up for lost and head home. Only took me an hour and a half!!
So if someone does pick up a copy of The Children of OM at Mudchute, a book about a boy who ages randomly due to a weird defect and who is kidnapped in Thailand and milked by a transvestite in order to create a new race of half and half prostitutes, please send it my way... Thanks... P.S. Sorry for the weird shock you must of got as you read the blurb on the back... yeah... it's a weird book... but interesting!!
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