In a Sliding Doors moment, I missed the train yesterday morning by seconds. Not only did I miss it and have to watch dispiritedly as it pulled away but I also had to suffer the indignity of the train driver grinning at me. It's one thing be ten minutes late to work, another entirely to have the person in charge of getting you there taking amusement from the situation. Hmph.

Also, why is it that so many men are incapable of sitting with their knees together? I am uneasily aware that this has taken on smutty undertones but never mind. I'm honestly curious. It's really annoying having a seat next to such guys, with their legs sprawled out into your personal space - I might be small but I'm not so small that you get to take up half my seat! Worse though is when a train is so full that the aisles are packed and yet still, men have their legs spread so far apart that it forms a barrier across the centre of the carriage that you keep falling against at every lurch of the train. Can hardly blame a person then, if the crumbs from their raspberry ripple muffin happens to fall onto their knees then, can you?

I seem to write a dispropportionate amount about travelling. Maybe it's because there's such an intriguing vista of human life on public transport. Or maybe it's because I'm very boring.

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