leaving Brum at 8.30 pm, I have just walked in my fromt door at 1.20 am.
I may elaborate tomorrow, or I may not. However, I will say this: it
should be made widely known that, if you throw yourself in front of a
train (near Milton-Keynes, say), your family will be liable for
unlimited compensation claims and will end up fucking destitute,
before being flogged through the streets of the nearest town.
Oh, and a swift note to the police: seriously, guys, how long does it
take to clean up some guts.
I shall deal with the fucking shocking state of our transport
UPDATE: I've yet to deal with this fully, but why the hell should Virgin have to pay me compensation for something that is not their fault. The suicide's estate should pay the compensation.