This morning there was a definate feel of autumn with forecasters promising a chilly spell.
I have to get this off my chest- people that are space precious and selfish on the underground- why do the people who are stood in the middle of the seats not move down, leaving everyone else stood jammed in near the doors like cattle in a truck?
This morning there was a playright stood engrossed in her battered play completely oblivious to the sardines rammed in by the doors- one man even called her a dozy cow, but she didnt seem to notice thanks to Romeo and Juliet.
yesterday I couldnt work out if a woman was pregnant or not and she gave me a filthy look when I stood up for her.
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