Here’s the thing about elbows. They are of great use, they help us to get dressed, they help us turn a page in a book, they help us raise a glass or two to our mouth. Very useful indeed. Here’s the other thing about elbows. They hurt! When clumsy people pull their arm back whilst… Continue reading Elbows
So, the thing is, men are just not practiced enough to manage hand/man bags on the train, even when disguised as a manly backpack. Back in the day, men carried either a briefcase in the hand, or stuffed everything unattractively into pockets. Nowadays men recognise the value of having a bag that can be carried over… Continue reading Boys with bags with straps
Since the dawn of time man has sought to find a way to woo woman. From chocolates, wine, dinner, surprise holidays and gifts, having a muscular and toned physique to being sensitive, good at listening and not having to be asked to share the tedium of chores. All of these are good. Very good. BUT. … Continue reading Legs, legs, legs
Okay, so let me start by saying I am too old to know whether or not a new ‘fashion’ is attractive. But let’s get one thing straight…that does not stop me from having an opinion 🙂 I notice this year the trend for women is the mid-calf length trouser. I do not see who finds… Continue reading Fashion
Just before the Bank Holiday weekend I decided to leave work early to give myself an even longer break. I wasn’t holding out much hope for my journey home as I knew mid-afternoon could be irritating on the train as they often contain people who think travelling on a dishevelled and dirty train is fun… Continue reading Billy Bunter
I got on a nice, quiet train and took a comfortable (as comfortable as is possible considering the train is a thousand years old and smells like a steaming bog) at the end of the carriage. Silly, silly me! On got a loud woman, saying “here or at the end?” No, no, please, make it ‘here’…… Continue reading Everything wrong!
I had been working late, not that late that the trains would be empty, but late enough for me to need people around me to extra behave themselves. I wasn’t expecting them to of course. And I wasn’t disappointed. Second stop along from Liverpool Street an ordinary looking man got on and sat directly opposite me. He took… Continue reading Bananas are not the only fruit