Went into City Centre Manchester. Sorting Business at the Bank.
Looked at some shoes in a shop.
Saw a great Street Performance artist who sat brilliantly on a imaginary chair that wasn't there.
I decided to throw some money in the bucket simply to evoke a reaction.
It did.
He swivelled put his thumb up and miraculously remained seated.
The Metro crashed so had to get tram from Gmex instead of Mosely Street.
This involved a cold walk across town. Rain threatened and the Chill went to my bones.
Cut through China town to avoid the hoards en-Route to Gmex.
Picked up some noodles to have as snack once I reached home.
Eventually got to station along with 200 people I crammed into a small vehicle
whilst the disgusting man behind pressed his fat stomach into my back.
He appeared unaware of his belly as he attempted to read his Broadsheet.
What a Knobhead.
If I ever get that fat I refuse to push my extra weight on an innocent fellow traveller.
It would have been no problem for me if He was a She as I love women.
All women. Slim, Fat, Pearshaped, Young, old, Black, White, Brown, any colour.
Got home had my noodles and some hot Twinning's tea.
Had a smoke and began tidying my clothes in my room before getting distracted and typing this...
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