How to tell you're a commuter, part 1

There needs to be a series...

How to tell you're a commuter :

On hearing that it's a suicide on the line holding up your train, roll your eyes and mutter about 'bloody inconsiderate selfish people'.

Happened not just last night on the Paddington line, but this morning as well. Apparently 'tis normal for these things to happen in succession if the persons are related. As they were last time, according to the Rail bloke. Fortunately everyone on my train had a seat, so when we were first told that there was a hold-up due to another one-under, everyone just sighed and went back to reading or snoozing. Quite an unstressful journey once had phoned into work to let them know I'd be late.

Have really good organic strawberries. There's a fruit stall outside Great Portland Street tube that does quite cheap really, really tasty fruit. Tiny stall, but it's designed to be grabbed by commuters and hospital visitors so everything's in small sizes. Yum.

odangochan tagged me

Name five fictional characters you would have sex with, then tag people who have to do it, too. Be sure to mention who tagged you when posting:

1. Chaucer. (well, pretty much *any* Paul Bettany character. But Chaucer especially.)
2. Sharpe. (anyone who reads this journal or knows me knows this)
3. Velma Kelly (preferably the Catherine Zeta Jones version)
4. Stuart Alan Jones (QAF)
5. Chris Keller (Oz)

There are many, many others. several are played by Sean Bean. Several by Clive Owen. Several by James Purefoy. Faith is always a good start, as is Wesley. Several by Alan Rickman. Cate Blanchett characters are always good. All the Batmans from the movies. Colin Farrell's character in Ballykissangel. many of Dervla Kirwans's. Dammit, forgot Andromache from Troy.