As I reluctantly get on my Odessa tram (train to and from London)
everybody is eating, the smells waft along (especially McD's) and the stomach churns in protest. Worse, they talk while they eat, if not to other humans then maniacally into their mobiles spitting gobfulls into their 'apps' as they impart the earth shattering news that, wait for it, '..they are on the train.'
Once finished troughing, wrapping paper lays strewn at their feet, don't worry there are East Europeans to clear that up. Oh Lawdy, why am I here? Everybody I see seems to wear this eating in public as a charming foible rather than the grossest of vulgarities.
English lessons on Skype at:
http://tutoringexcellence.blogspot.co.uk/
everybody is eating, the smells waft along (especially McD's) and the stomach churns in protest. Worse, they talk while they eat, if not to other humans then maniacally into their mobiles spitting gobfulls into their 'apps' as they impart the earth shattering news that, wait for it, '..they are on the train.'
Once finished troughing, wrapping paper lays strewn at their feet, don't worry there are East Europeans to clear that up. Oh Lawdy, why am I here? Everybody I see seems to wear this eating in public as a charming foible rather than the grossest of vulgarities.
English lessons on Skype at:
http://tutoringexcellence.blogspot.co.uk/
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