"Come and open up your folding chair next to me" Regina
Spektor, Folding Chair
I wish a stranger would sit next to me and tell me their life story. It rarely happens with the constant fear of paedophiles and murderers. So far, Iíve had a slightly senile, but nonetheless sweet old man tell me how much he hates that noone in England is any good at sports; and a sweet old lady telling us about her dog's eating habits and an American friend they used to call 'yankiedoodle'. My boyfriendís lucky; he gets this all the time. Apparently he 'has a face people†can trust'.