One morning, I was travelling work on the bus – packed in sardine style so that you had to think about whether there was enough space to breathe, let alone move.
Further down the bus, there were two children aged, perhaps 5 and 7, jammed in by the door. Suddenly, the younger child, a boy, started to say the word “dustbin” over and over again: “dustbin”, “dustbin” “dustbin” “dustbin” ….. You could feel the tension rise as normally law abiding citizens started to consider their defence. Provocation, perhaps? or temporary insanity? Where was the mother? (Keeping a low profile, if she had any sense). Nobody said anything, of course – we just suffered in silence and prayed that they would get off at the next stop.
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