You want to sit down? Here, sit on my lap shawty ...

Picture the scene: Thursday afternoon, on a train at a platform in London Bridge. I'm waiting for it to move as I have an appointment in Dulwich (hi Caron) .  I take a seat in an empty carriage and open the paper bag which houses my beef patty and cocoa bread. 

The smell fills my nostril and I take the first bite. I close my eyes and take in the flavour bursting in my mouth, then ....... BAM!

I feel the chair move and I open my eyes to see a man sit his ass down RIGHT next to me. 

Did I mention the carriage was EMPTY?!!!! I took another bite of my food and then I had to stop mid chew. The carriage is empty. What the hell is going on here? I looked at him as I was wondering if he was challenged mentally, and there seemed to be no signs of that.

I continued to eat my food as I was starving, but I felt uneasy and was still reeling from the weirdness of it all. 

Had to put it down to some lack of a sense of personal space, cos why would you see an empty carriage bar one person then sit RIGHT next to that person? Please, if you can explain this, do so...

By this time the train had moved off, and the carriage was a little more populated with people. I finished my food, while BBMing Hutch (who was too busy laughing making jokes about him wanting beef .... a beef patty to even be of any help) then he got up .......... and went and sat in an EMPTY seat.

Hmm.