It’s half term and commuter numbers have reduced. In this season, one is always guaranteed a seat.

Here I am sitting and there’s no one standing in the aisles. I notice the guy opposite me. Every time I look up from my paper, my eyes catch his. This is getting uncomfortable. Why doesn’t he read a newspaper, a book or something? At least in the absence of all that people play games on their phones.

He’s still staring….. I check myself mentally, hair, make up, yes clothing, all in place. O well, I suppose he’s just admiring God’s wonderful creation, after all I am fearfully and wonderfully made!