Engeland swings

Zondag 16 juni had ik ingepland voor een rondje langs de London highlights. Mike en Leela hadden geen zin om mee te gaan, want ze hadden alles al vaak genoeg zelf gezien. Dat gevoel ken ik wel.
Mike heeft me wel op weg geholpen met dagkaarten vanaf station Welwyn Garden City.

Mike:   "Catch the 11.30 from Hornchurch and be in Basingstoke by one o'clock, or anyway you could always catch the 9.30 tomorrow - it goes via Caterham and Chipstead."
Leela:   "Or the 9.45's even better."
Mike:   "Oh, but you'd have to change at Lambs Green."
Leela:   "Yes, but there's only a seven-minute wait now."
Mike:   "Oh, do hurry Jelle, your train leaves in twenty-eight minutes, and if you miss the 10.15 you won't catch the 3.45 which means..."
Leela:   "Yeah, I got the 8.55 Pullman Express once from King's Cross and missed Hornchurch."
Jelle:   Weet je wat, we stappen gewoon in de eerste de beste trein richting London, en ik zal wel zien waar we uitkomen - 't is vakantie hoor, geen Monty Python sketch!

♫ Engeland swings like a pendulum do
Bobby's on bicycles two by two ♪
♫ Westminster Abbey, the tower Big Ben
The rosy red cheeks of the little children ♪

Jelle:   "Oh sorry Mike and Leela, we're back late for dinner. How daft of me. Of course, I came on the Holidaymaker Special calling at Bedford, Colmworth, Sutton, Wallington and Gillingham."
Mike:   "That's Sundays only!"
Jelle:   "Well, today is Sunday isn't it?"
Mike:   "Allright allright, but your roast is toast by now.   Would you care for a spot of tea?"
Jelle:   "Yes, but don't put any milk in my tea, please."
Mike:   *Ungrateful bastards*