
If beggars have a Union or something I think it’s going to be inundated with complaints shortly…
Imagine the scene:
I’ve been awake for 23 hours, working in telehouse for the majoity of that time. I’m tired, I’m grouchy… So on Paddington Station, some beggar decided I was a good target. Fatal…
It wouldn’t have been so bad if it wasn’t the 3rd time he’d tried to scrounge off me, but I’d had enough… I snapped. The conversation, well I say conversation, I should say my rant, lasted only a minute or ...