Old trains, new trains
Travelling home from school one day on a packed old style train from London Bridge, I, being the last one to get on, closed my school scarf in the door.The journey to Eltham was tortuously slow. I couldn't open the door as the door was on the other side of the carriage to the platforms. I couldn't open it ever so slightly either because everyone would probably have fallen out with me. When i did eventually get my scarf free by opening the door I got some strange looks from fellow passengers.

Fast forward to the modern trains with smaller seats - twos or threes. Again, on a packed train this time from Charing Cross. I managed to get a seat on the threes and sat on the outside aisle leaving the middle seat free. On gets a big fat woman with a man. She indicates to me that she wants to sit down but wants me to shove over to the middle seat. I look at the other man by in the window seat and realising if I moved over I'd be squished between two fatties. I said no. She really got huffy with me and let the other passengers know that I was being awkward. So, when I got off, I said in a fairly loud voice that I didn't want to be sitting between to lard arses. Sorry, to the other man.
(Riza that's not my real name, Thu 29 May 2008, 23:14, Reply)