A true event, offered up to anyone who might be able to use it.
It was in June and when we used to get heat waves.
I entered the balmy uderground carriage and was amazed to see it almost empty.
Then it hit me. The smell of shit.
The only other person on the carriage was a tramp. And he was staring at me and doing something unhealthy under his raincoat.
The smell of shit got stronger so I dedcided to swap carriages at the next station.
As I stepped out of the carriage he thrust a book at me, shouting after me "Page 79"
I jumped into the (crowded) adjacent carriage and managed to find a seat. I looked at the book and saw it was a weather beaten copy of "A Meeting of Mind and Body."
Somewhat intrigued to see why a tramp was reading high Philosophy, and hoping perhaps for some revelation in to the workings of a tramp's mind I turned, as instructed, to page 79; where I was met with the sight of a giant skidmark, complete with nail imprint. The woman sat next to me gagged.
