fae the hame o' Hogmanay:


HAPPY NEW YEAR

141 in direction of Bank:


doubting australian girl on the bus:

girl * 1: yeah, my heart was wise to choose you.

On the train to Brentford:



Guy 1: Our cleaner comes tomorrow. She's polish.
Guy 2: Does she have good tits?

On the 76 bus, Tuesday evening:



Woman on phone: I'm not coming over. It's too cold without the heating

On the 21 from Monument (Thursday evening, 8.30-ish):



Anyway, he's too young to be gay.

On the 76, Saturday afternoon:



I'm gonna *push* his button...

In the lift, descending, Tate Modern Friday lunchtime:



American Guy, to 2 American female friends: It was Russell Square underground. She looked at me as if I had given her a $million. All I did was hold the elevator door open to wait for her from about 10 meters away.

On the 76 Bus, Sunday night (Waterloo to Old St):



Girl on mobile: This morning-did you see the drawing that I did for you? ... Tina, many girls like a solution like this.

I was on a local train between Birmingham and Walsall once and it passed through the bleak little station of Hempsted. There were two women pensioners in the next bay of seats:



Brum pensioner 1: Oy can never pass throw this stayshun without thinking of Mrs Hempsted from the One O'Clock Club who was tayken at the Seychelles
Brum pensioner 2: Sharks, weren't it?
Brum pensioner 1: Yes. Yow going to Tescos layter?

(from JohnnyFox , who sent that picture of his friend Luis coming out of the bathroom ...)

At home, saying to myself (Tues eve):



czechOUT:Hmm. New Year's resolutions. No point-I always honour them in the breach. Mind you, I could improve my diet. Add more raw vegetable, for example...

Waiting for the 76 bus, Fleet Street (Wednesday evening):



Guy 1: Is it possible for me to become his muse?
Guy 2: No it's only for women, like Marianne Faithful

On the 76 bus, Old Street to Fleet Street (Wednesday morning):



trainee lawyer girl to trainee lawyer guy: I love the Holloway Road. It's a bit rough and ready