heavydog

I get the train to and from work every day and I often see and hear some quite amazing things. Mostly it’s people shouting at other people to ‘Move down the train you wankers!’ or ‘I beg your parden!?’.

However yesterday was pure comedy gold. I was on the train from Blackfriars to East Croydon, when it stops at London bridge, it gets pretty packed. There was this Mother and her son, who had downs syndrome, standing by the doors, when the tide of people flooded on at London Bridge, they got seperated and the boy got washed further down the train while the mother remained at the doors.

As the train began to move off, the boy started to make his way up the train but was halted by some refugees with 80 suitcases in the aisle, he was desperate to see his Mum so shouted:

Boy: Mum, I’m stuck. There’s lots of strangers!
Mum: It’s OK Barry, just stay where you are.
Barry: Mum, I can’t this girl here smells.
Girl: Smells!? No I don’t! How dare you!
Mum: Be nice Barry!
Barry: She smells of beef Mum!

The rest of the exchange was lost as the entire carriage erupted into guffaws of laughter. Even the beef girl was laughing.