Well, I remember when I was young, and

the world had just begun, and I was happy.

Or, things I realise I know now, I didn’t know then.

It’s not what you can see, but what you know is there, which is important.

I’ve stopped judging people based on looks.

And I accept people regardless of their sexual orientation.

‘We live on a rock.  Just one of many.  There ain’t no answers.  There’s just this.  And all you can really hope to do, is find a couple of people, who can make the seventy or eighty odd years we get to live of this sweet swinging sphere remotely tolerable.”

In life, you have privileges, not rights.

Just do you know, my politics are right of Genghis Khan.  In other words, I vote conservative.  But that doesn’t stop me being a “union shop steward”, as someone in senior management put it.
I expect that my employer will respect my RIGHTS, which they signed up for under a Workplace Agreement.  This is one of the few times where I do have RIGHTS, as opposed to privileges.

You always regret the one you missed out on.

Locomotive A 83 - photo courtesy of victorianrailways.netI declined the chance of a cab ride in a VicRail Locomotive.

Why?  Well the guy making the offer to me was a sleazy bastard, and I didn’t want to be beholden to the bloke.

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View CommentsWell, I remember when I was young, and

  • I know a friend, who knows someone, who is brother to a mate, who is the second cousin, to a girl who use to room share at university, who knows someone, that knows someone who played in the same team, who might, just might be able to get you a ride at the front of a suburban train. Not nearly as uncomfortable as riding up the front of an A class, but it's something at least.

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