The train can be a rough – rough place – sometimes. By rough – I am looking straight at you Mister “Carry-on-business-after-hours-on-the-train”, or the pack of giggling/chortling/screaming “We-just-stopped-to-have-a-couple-of-drinks-after-work-seriously-just-a-couple”, or possibly all of the “Our-team-won-let’s-yell-because-our-team-won-and-because-our-team-is -the-best-at- winning-because-they-won”, teenage mob – okay – well you just frighten me – and I beg that you never direct your […]