ORIENTAL WOMAN eats a ‘mystery meat’ sandwich on the Northern Line last Saturday. She slowly reached into her bag and pulled it out with great ceremony having carefully examined it to see, possibly, that there was no mould or fluff on it.
By the looks of her indulgence, she seemed to be doing it more out of necessity than pleasure, as there was no visible satisfaction on her face. More like taking unpleasant medicine. It was equally unpleasant for me to watch her chomping away!
MEANWHILE, DADDY LONG LEGS MORON HERE demonstrates the advantages of narrow Underground carriages. He was so relaxed, listening, no doubt, to the latest musical offerings that would send him to sleep. He was almost comatose in his supine demonstration of his feet-reaching skills and showing off his plimsolls on the Jubilee Line.