A story in the Evening Standard yesterday... A man recently caught a late night train home to Penge, a south London suburb. During the journey he dozed off, only to be woken by strange noises. He opened his eyes to see the couple opposite him making like Bill and Monica. The other passengers, in true British fashion, were all hiding behind their copies of the Evening Standard, pretending nothing was happening.
After the couple had finished, they each lit up a post-coital cigarette. At this point, all hell broke loose, with most of the other passengers angrily pointing out that smoking was not allowed on the train. I'm not sure whether this shows we have our priorities right here or not! Regards, Annette, in Mottingham in London (nothing like this ever happens on *my* trains!) ________________________________________________________________________ Want to chat instantly with your online friends? Get the FREE Yahoo! Messenger http://mail.messenger.yahoo.co.uk To unsubscribe send email to [EMAIL PROTECTED] containing the line: unsubscribe lace-chat [EMAIL PROTECTED] For help, write to [EMAIL PROTECTED]
