Have just arrived at work. Had a bit of a sniffle this morning so blew my nose onto a tissue. Discovered that there were flecks of dirt mixed into the snot. The last time I remember this happening was at a big day out many years ago. It was a great festival, I remember that it was stinking hot and really dry. 70,000 others were also there, the jumping and moshing on the dry dirt of the parklands created something of a dust problem, eyeryone was reporting similar nasal problems. No one seemed to mind, it was a great concert, side effect only add to the story really. The train ride this morning probably won't be quite as memorable for the mass of humanity squeezed onto the carriages.
Thats not to say that there isn't fun to be had on the tube, no-sir-eeee. The other night I stood up to get off at my station, Streatham Common. Out of the corner of my eye I saw someone looking at me. It was a little Indian fellow, all of 5 feet tall, very skinny and with an oversized red dot on his forehead. He was looking at me alright, he had a very intense expression which was aimed in my direction. I looked at him, at which point he said in a broad cockney accent "go on then, p*ss off". It was really very comical, I giggled and got off the train without further incident.
And such is life at present, continuing day by day.
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2 comments:
way too much info about your nasal secretions mum
Here's another fun thing to do after riding the tubes all day:
Buy some toner* (if you don't already have some as part of your skincare routine Sambo) and some cotton wool. Upon returning home from an exciting day riding the tube, put some toner on a ball of cotton and drag it once across your cheek. The resulting colour will make you feel like you'll never be clean again.
*not photocopier toner. This would be silly. And carcenogenic.
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