On another bus...

Yes, rubbish post name, but my creative juices have dried up thanks to a long day at work and two previous days of copywriting training... I am once again sitting on a bus ho hoing at my own humour in this mornings mobile phone written blog post. Fate has decided to laugh at me rather than with me and has sat a rather smelly, unwashed and apparently exhausted automotively challenged male next to me... All 3 aforementioned crazies in one vessel. Oh joy. At least the ever present window smear is missing next to my head so i can lean that little bit further away from his stubbled nicotine stained leering head which keeps rolling fearfully close to my shoulder... And im only at Bermondsey... Crap