Blackwall Tunnel.
There's this strange fella who hangs out who hangs around in the street just above the tunnel entrance goin gout of London wearing a reflective jacket who gets extremely excitable when he sees any coach going into the tunnel....Froid would have a field day.

Also once, on the coach I had the misfortune to sit next to this rather large chap who took up his seat and most of mine.

He insisted I sat in the window seat, I was quite literally pressed up against the window (I think I became one with the glass) while my other leg was slowly going dead due to the big fella half sitting on it. Then he started talking to his interweb girfriend who lived in America about warhammer, punctuated by him also twittering into a walkie-talkie(!!) to a friend on another coach.

It was bonecrunchingly painful but I managed to contort myself into a position where I was able to glare at him until he ceased...But only momentarily, because he then fired up his laptop and started eating a pork pie *sob* The heating had also been switched on so the smell was quite unpleasant. By the time I reached my stop I was utterly traumatised and slightly misshapen.

To add insult to injury I fell out of the coach due to having a 22 stone man perched on my thigh for an hour and a half.
(GirlOfTheWorld, Fri 30 May 2008, 15:03, 2 replies)

Froid
is actuallty spelt Freud

/pedant
(misskitty reeks of sex and turpentine; laudanum afternoons, Sat 31 May 2008, 6:43, closed)

Freud
Thank you for pointing out my grammatical error.
(GirlOfTheWorld, Thu 5 Jun 2008, 9:41, closed)