It was the end of another day at work, now for the journey home, rush hour the normal packed train to look forward to. I get to Waterloo, the platform is packed waiting for the train to arrive, as soon as it does it is a mad scramble to get on even before the people have finished getting off, no chance of a seat they have all been taken, I stand next to the door and pole so at least I can lean against something. By the time the doors close the carriage is packed solid, we move off with a jolt, we stop at the first station a few try to get on, off we move again, people looking anywhere but at… 続きを読む

On my way home from work I have to walk down a street that is well known for a place to pick up prostitutes, I often look at them and think do they only do it for the money or do some enjoy it, some are young the others older. I watch as a car stops and one of them walks over, and in a few moment she climbs in and they drive off. J cross over further down the road and carry on walking towards home, when a car slows down along side me then drives off again a few minutes later the same car does the same thing, the driver shouts out, I walk faster ignoreing him, he drives off. that night I lay in… 続きを読む