Really pissed off. I had to go to my Grandma's today due to my ankle being broken. My mam dropped me off @ 8:30, and my grandma told me that two of her friends were going to be visiting. I asked her who, and she just said 'John'. Don't worry, John isn't a boyfriend (I'd die if an 80 year old like her got a boyfriend), he is MAD about trains. Now, as you may know, I like trains as well as buses. He's a right buff mind, he goes to different countries just to pencil down a few train numbers in a notepad (has he never heard of the Internet?!), and goes to different preserved railways around the world with a group of his mates, along with what I can only describe as his 'long suffering' wife Janet. There's a twist though, my grandma said he was mad on buses now too!!
I was quite excited, so I said I would try and tell him about north east operations. She told me not to bother, because that was the whole point of them visiting (they live down in Shrewsbury), so he could find out about north eastern buses. I was a bit put off, but at about eleven their car pulled up on the drive. I watched from the front window as he strolled out, with a Bluebell Railway polo shirt on and a National Railway Museum cap, and my grandma opened the door. She introduced us while her and Janet gossiped on the other sofa with a cup of tea. I started off by asking him if he was interested in anything to do with buses in the north east, as I had heard he was now into buses as well. He said 'oh yes, well, you see young man, I have what we call friends, in this community, who share information so we all become more knowledgable'. I told him I was a member of a bus forum, and he asked me which one. When I said NEB, he said he'd never heard of it. I asked him if he was on any forums, and he said he spoke privately to various friends all the time. I told him I had a few fleet lists in the kitchen, so I went and handed him a few stapled together fleet lists for GNE, ANE, SNE and the Metro (as he liked trains too). He scoffed and said he already had 'all of this information'. I was fed up, but as I couldn't really move with my ankle, I had to endure him banging on about trains in Peru for another thirty minutes, before they made tracks.
Really pissed off, can't believe I've been talked down to in the first house I ever lived in!!
