Cannes, Friday week

Guy on iPhone:   I don't want to loose you again

Wednesday Virgin Train, Manchester-London

Man in suit on phone: I'm the executive director of operations

Friday night on the Piccadilly Line:


Two guys, one describing to the other: Rub it all inside the meat. Massage it all in... so it's sticking

Friday night on the Victoria Line:



Boy on tube: This one was as big as a grapefruit.

Tuesday afternoon, Selfridges:


Guy on i: I only knew you for a time

Friday night at Din.ner



Table chat: Mine is a dignified and sober authority

Saturday afternoon at Le Nemours:


Tourist #1: Which way to the Palais Royal Gardens, s'il vous plait?

Saturday night at the National:



Male 1 to male 2: We were almost there....

Friday night on the 29 bus:


Man #1: It's been a remarkable 18 days.

Sunday afternoon, at Sadlers Wells:



Etienne, on iPhone4: But, though, I'm certain I've fallen in love...

Thursday night, Piccadilly Line:


# Guy on phone: He's just 10 years old. 10 years old.

Kings Cross/St Pancras, Friday night:



Guy to guy: I'll show you something to make you change your mind.