Packed as usual - 200 plus people crammed into a baked bean can on the usual trudge into work. It's amazing though, the only words spoken were by a guy at the door asking someone to open the window otherwise not another word was spoken. It's wierd that seemingly normal, good natured people shame their fellow travellers with withering looks and general contempt if the unwritten conventions of commuting in silence are broken. Even my wife and I who have loads to say to each other fall strangely silent on a train like a spell has been cast over us.
My dad has commuted on the same train, sitting in the same carriage to and from London for 30 years. He recognises all of the people in the carriage as they all travel together day in day out without fail yet he couldn't tell you a single one of their names. He's spent more time with these people than with any of his friends yet they've only ever exchanged nods and acknowldgement.
What is it about the British and commuting that makes them so private when they travel. This behaviour defies human nature.
Clearly it's different on the tube - check out this guy's website of conversations overheard.
http://www.themanwhofellasleep.com/gossip.html
If anyone says anything, i'll keep you posted - geddit
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