Sometimes you see acts of selflessness which restore your faith in humanity. Was on the met line with brother, stuck on a bridge when he saw a man with spikey hair go out the emergency doors and stop between the carriages. As he stood on the slippery footplate in the rain, brother realised that he was taking that moment to relieve himself. On to the live tracks. In the rain. Grinning. Wearing a top saying 'i am a cunt'.

Although i wasn't watching, for fear of seeing thousands of volts reduce his willy to an overcooked cocktail sausage, i had to admire his attempts to remove himself from society, or at least the gene pool.