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It had been a very cold snap. The 08.31 pulled into Stonehouse.

“Is this seat free?” she asked

“Yes,” I replied with a smile and a gracious look about me features, which remained a little bloated from Christmas excess.  We sat in silence for a few minutes. I was happy to look out at the snow covered hills and the hoar frosted beauty of the trees made me think lovely, light fluffy thoughts. I felt a touch of the Wordsworth’s come upon me but struggled to find a word that would rhyme with snow. Glow? Tow? Cow? – I gave up being ethereal.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” she said, “The snow on the hills and on the trees.”

“Yes,” I replied.

“Mind you,” she whispered in a slightly conspiratorial fashion, “This cold weather plays havoc with my menstrual cycle.”

I wondered if Frank Sinatra had encountered similar problems during the filming of Von Ryan’s Express.

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