Inpursuitof

Tonight a chap and another chap got on the tube with a box of beers. They looked like they were having fun so I smiled at them. The Polish one asked his English friend how to say ‘cheers’ to a girl on the tube. His friend replied that this was London, and that people are scared here. You do not say cheers on the tube.

So I turned and said cheers. Who decided we were too scared as a population for a guy to say cheers to a girl on the tube. When did that happen?

Recently a group of friends and I had possibly my best experience of public transport ever on the last tube. A case of confused hands, overstepped boundaries and British awkwardness led to half the carriage laughing our asses off until the end of the line. Of course there is a line. A line we should not cross. But that line is no different down here than it is up there.

Next time you’re buried in someone’s armpit, someone else’s bag in your back, take a moment. Find someone else who’s having less fun than you and say something. At least smile. You might just make someone’s day.

1) A boot full of carnivorous plant

2) most of my team at the Christmas Do

3) anyone who saw us en route to said do, with cracker hats.