Pondering...

On the way home from work in the humid drizzle of Monday afternoon in London, laden with a backpack of groceries, my ipod blasting the glee soundtracks, and my handbag, I came across a toilet, quite clean and with lid down, and upon it perched a fella, newsie capped, can of Stella in hand, cigarette in the other, pondering as he sat.

I wanted a free hand to snap a photo and the courage to speak to him of his odd seat, but alas... I am an utter chickenshit...