When I got home yesterday evening I thought Robbie must have been abducted by aliens and a complete stranger left in his place. Not only was he watching Pride and Prejudice, he was obviously enjoying it. That may not sound very strange, but Robbie doesn't usually bother with things like that, after all there are no trains in Pride and Prejudice! There was other uncharacteristic behaviour too, he was so attentive that I became suspicious and asked him what he had done wrong. It was at that point that the old Robbie became evident again, he began to talk about one of his favourite subjects – food! He told me yet again about the lovely breakfast he had on Sunday, then he began to tell me about all the people he was with, it made my head hurt. I wasn't sure if he was outlining a sub plot from EastEnders or even detailing a school reading scheme, each generation of family members seemed to begin with the same letter – could this be a real life version of Janet and John? It was all too much for me and I plodded off to bed.
This morning it didn't take long to get into my bad books. I woke him up on time but apparently he fell asleep downstairs and he ended up running late, he then moaned at me for making him late. Just before he left he announced that he was going out for a meal tonight, he claimed I knew that but I didn't, he mentioned a while ago that he was going out with some people from his train but he didn't say when. I think it is really weird, why would you want to go out with people that you travel on the same train with? The only thing they have in common is shared suffering and a deep dislike of Network Rail. Oh well, I expect he will do as he likes, but if he eats anything smelly he can sleep on the sofa!
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