Train in vain

I have spent a lot of time on trains recently. This is some of the rubbish I have come out with.

On my way to Devon I got the most busy train in the world and ended up lying down in the luggage space between two rows of seats in first class, surrounded by braying idiots. Which I suppose is a fairly neat (if not, er, trite) illustration of The Class Divide.

And then I went to Beeston (the below picture offended my friend Jemima, she thought it was about her)

I do draw some weird shit

Here endeth my boring travel stories