The Circus Train

Going on the tube at a certain time of day is dangerous. I was on the tube at about 10.30am and I am telling you, it was like being on a circus train. There was the incredible gurning man - his bottom teeth protruded out over his top lip, giving him a sort of angry terrier appearance, while the man next to him stared at me through his milk bottle glasses, in his comedy short trousers and massive shoes.

Across the way there was a fully grown man performing an acrobatic display on the hand rails, whilst further down the carriage a gentleman played his guitar whilst singing us a little ditty.

All we were missing was the ring master and the lions.