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Married to Night Train
Location
Salford, UK
My Mum and I were befriended on a train once, by a bunch of Leicester Tigers supporters, after Tigers lost to Bath in the final of the Heineken cup. They were all rather sozzled, but being rugby fans, very polite. They made room for us to sit together on a train that only had odd single seats left. Somewhere near Kettering, te guard announced that the bar had run out, and there was a groan. As we approached Market Harborough one got up to get off, and asked my Mum if she thought his wife would be very cross that he was 2 hours later getting home than he'd planned. She said he'd probably be alright with enough apology, whereupon he said that it wasn't so much his wife, as the eight dinner guests...

When we got to Leicester, they invited us to join them for a curry, but we declined. Although it might have been rather fun...
 

david1701

Well-Known Member
Location
Bude, Cornwall
I was editing some not very racy images on a train that runs past a commando base, steadily over 10 minutes they all moved from the other side of the carriage with an underwear catalogue to the seat behind mine. I had to level with them that at no point did she get naked then I was asked to go drinking with them - I didn't have the guts to go out with 6 commandos who hadn't had leave (and so I assume booze) for months and having my camera kit on me :biggrin:
 
My friend and I were unfortunate enough to be getting our bikes onto a train at Leicester when a load of Millwall fans were getting off, presumably because they were playing Leicester. There was not a station staff member to be seen - they were all hiding - and the platform was populated by policemen. As the train drew in to the station, the Millwall fans were leaning out of the windows, banging on the side of the train and baying loudly. We had to get ourselves and two loaded touring bikes through a drunk, shouting, hyper bunch of Millwall fans to the far end of the train.

As they streamed off the train shouting and chanting, I went up to several groups of them saying 'excuse me', fearing the worst. To my surprise, they stopped shouting, stepped aside, and let us pass saying 'sorry love'. As soon as we had passed, they started up again. Bless 'em!
 

alans

black belt lounge lizard
Location
Staffordshire
I have a high regard for Geordies & The Toon from spending most of the working week up there for most of the '70's.

Terrific people.They'd make you laugh even if your arse was on fire :biggrin: .
Football?They'd turn up at St. James's Park just to watch the grass grow.

I tried to convince my then-boss to open an office up there & I'd relocate to run it but he wouldn't do it.
 
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