I had a blog post all written out for you today. But then I got on a packed out train and a mother with a smallish child sat next to me. I asked if they’d like my seat, but she said he was unwell and she’d have him on her lap. The child was green.
Five minutes later I was very relieved that a) smallish children don’t eat too much and b) my dress is very static and had caught around my legs. Because said green child vomited all over my lower legs.
By some miracle he missed both my coat AND my dress, so I only had sicky tights and knee boots to clean off. But the minute I got through the door I had a loooong hot shower. I even washed my hair, the smell felt so ingrained in my nostrils.
I admit don’t like the commute, but I never expected this!