‘Every Day Is Like Sunday’ – Hastings (1657)

A morose guard on a near deserted train. The terse reply to a question over ticket validity and even a muttered response of contempt to a colleague’s PA announcement. A kind of stereoptype of the days before ‘customer service’ arrived into the public domain from across the Atlantic.


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