Today I committed one of the most vile examples of public behaviour. I spat on the pavement. Of course I wouldn't have done so had I not just drunk from my Coke can, which contained a cigarette butt the townie lads in my carriage slipped in there whilst I slept on the train. So I had an excuse. The more immediate thing which I noticed was that they also appear to have stolen my glasses. This is not too much of a problem because I can see fine without them unless I'm reading or at the cinema. It's just a shame that, having not been to the cinema in a few months, this weekend was the weekend I chose to revisit our local and watch a film or two. That and they'll cost money to replace, of course. Bugger.