Compared to where I was yesterday..... Surrounded by bikini clad and barely dressed relaxed people to commuters heavily ladened with overcoats, scarfs and gloves..... I know where I would rather be right now.
The train is quiet apart from an orchestra of coughs and sneezes and the turning of newspapers
The man next to me is fast asleep and has his arms folded and legs slightly apart. His mouth his tightly closed as if you'd need a crowbar to praise it open. At least he wasn't snoring..... Train slows down has it arrives at Hitchin and...... Up jumps my neighbour, grabbing hold of his luggage and disembarking at Hitchin station. Next stop...... St Neots