Then I was joined by a guy who came in with a camera around his neck, hawaiian shorts, open shoes with knee length white socks, ahhhh knee length white socks, they're are so Dr Livingstone I presume and why would you have a camera around your neck at 10:00 at night on a train. Anyway it turned out he and his mates were off on a photography trip to Scotland, oh yes it was a gay camera club. No, I don't think the actual cameras were gay.
Finally I'm told the group of 20 school kids on a trip North are sitting in the corridors in coach M. I wonder how long it'll be before they discover the fun to be had by running up and down the carriages knocking on the doors.
I'll be keeping the door locked and not expecting much sleep tonight!
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