Welcome back to Glasgow

So after a week in the clean-living, clean-eating, clean-streeting, clean-everything-ing Singapore, I got the train to work this morning.

Sat in the shelter, out of the icy cold rain, I thought I'd read the Metro to get me back into home life (still feels wierd to not be looking well over the head and shoulders of loads of orientals).

There was a stack of metros on the floor, next to the metal box-thing that the metro normally sits in. The first one of the stack on the floor was heavily creased and had a big blue ink spot on the front, so I thought I'd pick the one on the top of the stack in the metal box-thing.

But when I looked into the box, what did I see?

Another pile of Metros?

No.

A turd. And a very human looking one at that.

Welcome home!

posted by Blakey UK @ 9:45 am