On the way to work this morning I was standing up for part of the journey and a seat became available. I went to sit down and then saw a man get on with crutches, so I indicated the seat to him but he said he was fine and I sat down instead. I think he was actually just carrying the crutches (for what reason I have no idea) and didn’t actually need them himself. This makes me think that it is a) a whole new dilemma that is the equivalent of “is that woman pregnant or just a bit overweight” and b) a potentially excellent way to try and get a seat in future.
I was somewhat perplexed by the story about the man who followed his Sat Nav so intently that he only finally stopped as he was about to go over a cliff edge… At what point do you begin to think that maybe there could be something wrong? When you go off-road? When you end up on a track? When you end up on a footpath? When you end up hanging off the edge of a cliff?? When are thinking that the view no longer seems familiar and you realise you have reached the gates of heaven (or hell)??? Perhaps he could use it to go to a petrol station and buy a map.
London’s Alleys – Fleur de Lis Street
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