Subject: Scrotums

I'm heavily refreshed and on my way to Birmingham New Street. Forest drew 2-2 with Cov earlier today. The female ticket inspector looks disturbingly like Waynetta Slob. Given that the young gent opposite is vomiting profusely, what, I ask, is the recommended course of action? I'm not even sure if I'm on the right train. Can one of you look up Tile Hill and tell me if it's EaSt or west of Cov before i fall asleep and or forsake opeRa mini.?

i googled tile hill to nottingham for you looks you should be heading in the right direction

depending on the route of the train you should be heading nueaton or sutton coalfield.hope that helps if it dosn't hope you've set you team for tomorrow.

You have infused my nacolepsy with worry. Mrs RedJim is near Broad Street somewhere. Ending up in N'ham, although close to home, is amusingly off limits. I'm going to yap to the shouty man opposite although for comedy value despite the gaseous odour. I feel our unholy union may pay comutting dividends. Or did. In the time typing said pal is now sleeping.

just outside north london is the only one i can find but give me a min or 2 and i'll search some more.

TERMINATES. Here.

oh bugger

according to the said google broad st is an abandon station on the northern line

Not to worry ;-) I'm outside our digs having a quick smoke afore I call the keymaster!