Rail Replacement Bus
Last night, due to engineering works I was forced to get a bus to my local station. Cursing my lack of forethought (I would have ridden to where the train ended if I'd bothered to check) I got on the bus that would've looked outdated in the 60s and plonked myself down next to a fairly attractive young woman engrossed in her iPod.

As the bus thundered its way down the A2, I realised I knew the song she was listening to. Trying my best to be subtle (not an easy task at the best of times) I edged a tiny bit closer, and concentrated all my meagre mental abilities on trying to work out where I recognised the riff from, forgetting where I was. I nodded along with it until it suddenly clicked and...

"And they all go hand in hand, hand in hand through their parklife! Know worra mean!"

It was then I remembered where I was. I know it's poor form to sing along to your own mp3 player in public, but what about someone else's?
(jamesthegill opens new tabs with his scroll wheel, Tue 30 Jun 2009, 16:21, Reply)