WHERE am I? I'm going into a very dark building, at the second attempt.
I'm already wet through. My shoes are much filthier than they were. I walk up a badly-lit tunnel, which is a health and safety hazard.
There are people working there who seem like escaped prisoners from the Gulag, but they can't be, as they all have safety hats and protective clothing.
It's still raining. Eventually, I escape via a mode of transport which is slow, cold and unreliable.
Where am I? Blackburn Station -- on a good day.
Won't it be magic when we have a glass palace, all expensive and new for Jack Straw et al to open -- and no flippin' trains!
J KENT, Fairfield Close, Clitheroe.
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