Monday morning commute after the summer holidays is never going to be jolly. I, along with hundreds of others on my route took an extra few minutes in bed than perhaps was wise, meaning the late train I got was packed. Due to years of experience I knew exactly where to stand to get a… Continue reading Elbows rear their ugly head again
Two nights ago I went out after work for a very enjoyable pizza and glass of wine… and limoncello… It was still pretty early by the time I caught my train, around 9.30pm and it was busy, but not packed. A heavy-set middle-aged man sat down next to me. His suit was crumpled and his… Continue reading I don’t stand where you stand
As I walked down the platform this morning to my usual spot I saw another regular. She is an odd stick and I often see her leaning against the wall or a lamppost to do some sort of aerobic stretching. Some people could pull that off. She can’t. She just looks odd. Today however she… Continue reading Revolting people!
Two consecutive mornings this week I have sat next to men who have had an extra strong gravity pull directly beneath their seat. Yesterday I saw a delightfully empty window seat and made my way to it, past a small gentleman already sitting on the outside seat. The gentleman was dressed averagely smartly in a… Continue reading Gravity
Are golfing umbrellas a suitable sized umbrella to use in The City? I’m going to go ahead and say NO they are not! Many streets in The City are barely wide enough for two people side by side or passing each other, so where do these people think their enormous umbrella is going to go? … Continue reading Umbrellas
Blurgh! Is the only way I can describe my feelings the moment a woman sat on my shoulder. Commuting – yuk – Monday morning commute – yuk – Monday morning commute with a short train – yuk. Still, mustn’t grumble as somehow I was lucky enough to get a seat. This was an aisle seat,… Continue reading Monday morning fun
No, no, no, no, it is NOT okay to push in front of other people. I am referring here to the inconsiderate people who walk through the inside of the carriages to avoid queueing with the rest of us along the platform to get out of the station. Every single morning when my train reaches… Continue reading Queue jumpers