Welcome to Kiwi Log - the musings of a displaced Kiwi experiencing the many delights of London, can't wait for the 'black snot'! I make no apologies to anyone that doesn't get the 'in jokes' - you should have gotten to know me better when you had the chance.

Tuesday, January 24, 2006

It's like losing a dear friend you never knew

She's gone. No announcement, no farewells, no 'Judy Bailey style fatuous send off'. None of that. Without notice, the voice on the Northern Line has gone.

Everyday she told me where I was, before I had to ask. She told me where to change, without knowing I was minutes away from been lost. And now she has been replaced with a chick that spent so long in allocution classes that you can here the seperation of the 'a' and the 'i' when she says 'train'.

Sure they may be faceless recordings - but I can tell you - it's going to take a while to build a relationship with this new bird.

Damn.