I love people watching on train journeys. They can be amusing or annoying. The young posh lad sitting next to me, falls into the latter.
Apart from buying blackberries (who buys blackberries? Walk 200yds and at this time of year, you find bushes full of them and ready to pick for free!) he is annoying the hell out of me.
Ticket inspector comes and asks to see the tickets.
Normally passengers have them to hand - not this young lad (who happens to have the window seat). They're in his bag! Queue me having to shift everything, to let him get his bag and stand like a lemon whilst he undoes his zip, by dig out his e ticket and give it to the guard to scan.
Just to show how anal he is, he then proceeds to square the paper off and attach the smallest paper clip in the world to it, before placing his bag above.
He is now munching on Percy Pig sweets...
