Durham ( or the mysteries of 1st class )

Took the train to Durham last week.

NOT first class I hasten to add. A young boy, traveling with his Mother, quizzed her about that mythical place.

" What's it like in First Class ? "

" It's alright."

" Is it comfy ? "

" It's alright. "

" Are there tables ?"

" Yes. "

" Every table ? "

" Yes. "

" Every table has a chair ? "

" Yes. "

" So you've been in First class ? "

" Yes. "

" And it's alright ? "

" Yes. Do you want a sausage ? "