Champagne for breakfast
February 15, 2012. No comments.
What I was thinking when I took this photograph was that the combination of the song lyrics I was working on and the first class seat cover would imply a set of aspirations that one could well…aspire to.
Champagne for breakfast and first class train travel. Not a huge amount to ask really.
Just the kind of influx of cash that makes the Virgin Weekend Upgrade a no-brainer on any occasion (but particularly at weekends). And then of course the extra £90 you save there could be spent on some seriously good champagne, which if you got the over-night sleeper you could drink in the morning. At Waverley station, about 6am. On your own.
Anyway, you get the picture.
The trouble is that someone didn’t tidy up the seat cover properly and so it looks a bit crap.
You wouldn’t want to pay top dollar for that sort of slackness now would you?