Commuting

As mentioned here, I fairly recently took a change in direction career-wise.

My new job means that I now have to commute on the train and endure having my personal space invaded whilst simultaneously invading the personal space of others. This is a given when using the train so you’d think every other passenger would be accepting of it, but I’ve been surprised (perhaps naively) by the reluctance of other commuters to accept their travelling companions on their journey to and from work. Continue reading “Commuting”

More People Spotting

Whilst at Groombridge Place yesterday, I saw this very cheery-looking German man (I could tell he was German from the fact that he and his wife were speaking French to each other).

Obviously, this guy or his wife haven’t seen the films from a particular franchise, which could be a bit of a Nightmare.

I was going to point out his tragic wardrobe mishap, but I was worried that he may slash me, so I took a photo instead.

Freddy Krueger