They can't catch us 'cos we're out of reach
Things I saw on my way to work this morning...
A bearded man with a fantastically tall, turquoise turban. I wondered if he gets Marge Simpson jokes a lot.
A girl with parti-coloured blonde and shocking-orange hair, her whole upper arm covered with a colourful tattoo of a cartoon robot. Are the colours of tattoos improving, suddenly?
A man walking a Samoyed. Even on the shady side of the street it looked hot, its pink tongue lolling.
Two little girls, limboing back and forth under the barriers that kept the station ticket queue in line. They looked outrageously French and - when they spoke - turned out to be French.
A bearded man with a fantastically tall, turquoise turban. I wondered if he gets Marge Simpson jokes a lot.
A girl with parti-coloured blonde and shocking-orange hair, her whole upper arm covered with a colourful tattoo of a cartoon robot. Are the colours of tattoos improving, suddenly?
A man walking a Samoyed. Even on the shady side of the street it looked hot, its pink tongue lolling.
Two little girls, limboing back and forth under the barriers that kept the station ticket queue in line. They looked outrageously French and - when they spoke - turned out to be French.