On the 73 from Angel to Essex Road, Saturday afternoon:



m8 to m8 on bus: You might as well take it, we think that you should.

Saturday morning, at the cafe (sitting not too far from the toilet):



Guy to girl: What are you having? I'm having a number 2.
Girl to guy: Me too, I'm having a number 2.

At the Barbican Pit theatre bar, Saturday night:



Guy on phone: It's made me extremely wary of big bulls...

In the City, Friday:



Guy to girl: I'm so looking forward to going home tonight and having nothing on.
[both look at each other and giggle]

Guy to girl: What I mean is I'm so looking forward to going home tonight and not having anything planned - not going home tonight and being naked!

On the train. Manor Park to Liverpool St:



Guy to daughter: Are you getting enough air?

Thursday night in central London:



Guy 1: As if it was out of clear blue skies. But you know, I'm not ready to challenge him. Yet.

Tuesday night on the 76 bus on Fleet Street:



Guy on phone: That's delta, charlie, delta.

On the 341 bus to Angel, Sunday morning.


Man on bus to girl companion: But I'm never sure what I can take for it.

On the Metropolitan line, saturday afternoon:


Girl on phone (to bf?): You don't care about that she'll forget about...it's easy with you!

On the 341 bus Saturday night, on Essex Road:



Guy on phone: I'll have a shower and then phone my brother.

At the football pitch Shoreditch Park, Sunday morning:



Guy 1: You'd be hard pressed to find that in a restaurant...

Saturday night at the Playhouse Theatre:



Gentleman 1: Something about sharing, something about always. Though the time tumbles by, there is one thing that I am forever certain of...I'm young and in love...

Gentleman 2: Hmmm.

Firefly City cocktail bar, Friday night:



Guy 1: Snow was falling all around us...
Guy 2: Snow is falling all around us-right now! Just look over there.

On the 138 bus from Upper St, Sat night:



Girl: It's like..a leap of faith.
Guy: You serious?

On the 76 bus, by Gainsborough Studios Friday pm:



Guy on mobile: Salmon? I only like salmon in sushi. No, I'll have that.

Monday morning, at Charing X tube station:



Unnamed guy: So what are you? French?
Kate: No I'm German.
Unnamed guy: German? I support Germany when they're playing against England at football. Come to think of it I support anyone who's playing against England at football.

On the 38 bus from Angel, Sunday morning:



Girl on phone: Yeah. As soon as the economy gets into choppy water we forget about the climate.

At Heathrow Airport, Terminal 5 Tuesday morning:



Guy 1: Is Ben Whishaw gay d'you think?
Guy 2: I hope so.

Moorgate to Bank, 76 bus Tuesday morning:




Woman to Man: As we're going to find out, it's going to become much worse for her

On the Northern Line, Camden to Old St, Monday night:



Guy 1 to friend: What has become of my painting - all the colours have run...

A Paris, au Techno Parade:



Mec 1: T'es ou?

At home, Thurs night:



Beau: Beauty is within grasp

Jubilee line, Westminster to Green Park Friday afternoon:



Guy to guy: Can you tell I have been revised?

76 Bus to Moorgate, Thursday morning:



Girl on mobile: What, are you something to idolise?

On the bus to Angel:



Overheard: That's what my heart yearns for now...

On the Jubilee Line, Friday evening:


Business man 1 to business man 2: You know me - if I'm up here I might as well have a go!

Recently at Balans restaurant:



Man 1 to Man 2: Hung? I should be well hung.

At Shoreditch Park, Saturday evening:



This orchestra are very gay, innit?

On the Central Line, Saturday morning:



Girl: I'm in love with a German film star...

On the 94 bus from Lancaster Gate, Friday morning:



American Male, middle-aged to children [indicating to Hyde Park]: Kids, the Olympics are happening here on Sunday.

On the Underground, Wednesday pm



guy 1: He's a minger
guy 2: He's Dean.

ps actually it's Dama Bilan Eurovision 2008 winner

At the Eurostar Terminal, Friday evening:



...: Love me less, but love me a longtime.

On Leake Street by Waterloo, Friday afternoon:



Dude 1: All the time the light was changing, but I just kept painting, painting...

On the 76 bus, Moorgate to Old St:



Blonde girl on phone: In my life there are so many questions and answers

In a restaurant on the Southbank:



camp boy 1: ...it's better to give than to receive...
camp boy 2: (quick as a flash) Not if you're a bottom

On the 76 bus from Bank to N1:



Girl to pal: When is Saturday?

38 Bus from Upper Street:




girl 1: you should have seen my bag of tricks
guy 1: well, ...I've got something traffic stopping

76 Bus on diversion:



str8 looking Guy 1 to str8 looking Guy 2: It's because I'm the ladies' choice.

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