On flirting with people on trains…

I was on the train last night from Liverpool Street to Norwich, and I was sitting opposite this really cute guy. And at the end of the trip I offered him and the other passengers around me the Opal Fruits (sorry Starburst) that I had left over, and he took them, and unlike last time when I did something like this he didn’t smile and reveal a massive gap between two of his teeth or have a grating maniac voice – which made the separation all the more poignant for me.