Today on my commute the passenger standing next to me vomited on the packed train. It was so packed that I had to rummage like a T-Rex in my bag to find some tissues which I passed to the girl adjacent to me to pass to the guy who had vomited.
He and several others, including the girl, got off at the next station. The carriage didn’t fill up again, surprisingly, and as one, others stood up, opened windows and got on with it.
Tonight we went to Roast, in Borough Market with Hot Tub Helen and Posh Vics, and their respective other halves. It was lovely. MrS and I came here on our second ever date :)