Wednesday...
Well, it was late and crowded again, one big happy family. Managed to get a fold down seat next to Audrey. Apparently her pussy hasn't been quite right recently, a bit unwell, and she has been paying more attention to it than to her husband has (sat opposite) and they have not spoken to each other in the last few days. Poor bloke hasn't eaten since. She's stopped talking now and is reading the problem page in Woman's Weekly hanging to her shopping trolley. I think the lady, Gladys, the one with the wooden leg is at the back, I'm sure that's her stump...
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