It's the words you never want to hear while on the train,
"Does anybody know who's bag this is?"
Thankfully a woman immediately took ownership of this suspicious and seemingly abandoned item that i'd failed to even notice.
"It's mine!" she said with an awkward smile, "but you were right to ask."
And he was.
It's not British to speak to strangers on the train, or the bus, or in the evelator, or well.. anywhere. Thankfully that's not stopping the good people of this nation from looking after eachother. And well, that felt good.
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Wow. Scary! Imagine the panic if no-one had spoken up... Erk.
You moblogging now?
No not moblogging. I don't have email set up on my mobile anymore, and i'm not sure its cost effective anyway.
They have public workstations here, so i'm blogging from them.
Yeah it really did make me feel a lot better. The (well kindof) funny thing was, the guy that spoke up was dark skinned, and wearing a hat that covered a lot of his face.
It's wrong, but it's just the sort of person i'd be suspicious of on the train. Except he wasn't carrying a backpack. Or a trigger. Or was ticking. So i guess it would have been a longshot.
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