Waiting

The train was late this evening so we were standing on the platform waiting for the train.

Prior to waiting for the train I had been to the last singing practice before the performance tomorrow. I am sure that it will be alright on the night. I am more worried about the reading, than the singing.

The train was packed. A woman chewed gum all of the way home, slapping her lips together - so unladylike.

And a VERY fat man sat next to me and took over part of my seat - not an enjoyable journey