SLEEPING ON THE BAKERLOO, INNIT?

GRABBIN’ 40 WINKS BRUV!

This incredibly unsavoury slob was sitting comfortably on the Bakerloo Line last Sunday afternoon with his filthy plimsols on the -admittedly – pretty grubby anyway London Underground upholstery. He was there when I got on at Baker Street, and was oblivious to the world rushing past him all the way to the end of the line. I decided that I wouldn’t disturb him, in the belief that he was SO tired, that he wouldn’t mind going into the siding and then be taken all the way back to Elephant & Castle (where he probably meant to be going!)SLEEP

BAD SIGHT OF THE WEEK!

DISGUSTING MYSTERY MEAT SANDWICH!

Even MORE disgusting was the silly cow eating a cow. Or was it pork, or chicken? Who cares! It smelled disgusting and I do hope the ‘lady’ (I use the term very loosely) whose mug shots here are reproduced, sees just how ridiculous she looks. Oh, and notice the can of pop she has ‘delicately’ squeezed by her ample thighs…

My suggestion: Next time, take five minutes to eat it in the shop before getting on the Hammersmith & City train and ponging out the whole carriage!

POSH EATS ON THE GO!

BELSIZE PARK TUBE HAS A LIFT that takes you below ground instead of escalators.

It’s a fairly swift trip to the platforms. This guy, who I noticed ahead of me had the look of a well-to-do gent with his high brown trilby (notice crushed parakeet in the band!) and burgundy scarf. The perfect gentleman; or so I thought!

Imagine my disgust when he whips out from his pocket this mysterious toasted item which he proceeded to scoff as though it were a last meal!  I noticed a bottle of purplish liquid (Ribena?) bulging in his coat pocket. Why, I asked myself couldn’t he at least wait until he got onto the train. He really caught me unawares, but not TOO unawares that IBELSIZE_PARK_LIFT_17-02-2016 wasn’t able to snap this very ungentlemanly act….