Well the week so far has been quite nice. Technically I guess it’s been 10 days, but it feels like I’ve been here much longer than that.
First major London experiences include:
A: A pickpocketer having a go at my handbag on the tube -thankfully he chose an empty zipped pocket to open and I caught him in time.
B: Getting acquainted with someone’s sweaty armpit on the tube – not quite as bad as I expected it to be, but still not something I will be writing home about.
C: Landing in someone’s lap whilest trying to offer my seat to an old man on the tube in the morning rush hour. Poor guy was as deaf as a coot – but you know that feeling of once you’ve tried to get someone’s attention and the entire carriage are staring at you – you just HAVE to keep going….so once I got his attention and offered my seat (he politely declined) I tried get back to my seat and promptly landed in the gentleman’s lap beside it. So from now on…Old people can just stand.