Got to thinking about this Cancer and the journey that we are all on. This is just a little poem about the road we are all travelling. Hope you enjoy it.
The station is so busy far to hectic for me, I can't remember what train they said , I'm not sure where we should be. I look at him for reassurance but he looks more confused than me, sit down and take the weight of I'll fetch us a cup of tea.
I spy the ticket office but there's crowds of people there should I push my way through or just politely que.
The family in front of me have buckets and spades day trippers I thought, they brought a return ticket to RP they say it's nice there this time of year. I think they used there rail card and this reminded me I had accidently dropped mine when I went to get the tea.
Finally it's me, 2 tickets to Cancer central please, "sorry love this window is return tickets only you need window 3. I looked around for window 3, this station this station is so busy it's beginning to worry me.
I saw a guard he might help. " Excuse me do you know where I can find window 3 , you don't want window 3 love that's the non stopper it terminates at the end of the line. OH I thought bu@@er me, so where should we be. Try window 2 he said that's the scenic route it stops at all the stations.
Come on I said to him lets try window 2 there's a buffet car included and you get a free cup of tea.
Are you sure this is our train he say's , are you sure you heard him right. The speaker booms out the train leaving at platform 2 is for Cancer Central and is calling at all stations so of we set into the night. Yes I thought I heard him alright.
The lady with the buffet car came rattling down the aisle anyone with a HT season ticket gets a free curry, that made him smile.
We dozed awhile grateful for a nap, The train started slowing as we approached Chemo many fellow travellers stood up we gave each other a knowing nod as the speaker said Mind the Gap.
The train is speeding along know, clickety clack , clickety clack , should we stop at Abiraterone or go further up the track.
We chatted to the man opposite he was going to Enzalutamide, he said it's brilliant there's a water park with a slip and go slide.
This journey has been exhausting and I think we both agree, if we have to come this away again it'll be the Bus for him and me.