Mum's Advice Ignored - "don'T Talk To Strangers!"

When I was young, an urban lass, and not gregarious, I’d never dream of speaking to a stranger on a bus. I’d sit, demure, my eyes downcast, and hope quite desperately That none of those weird passengers would try accosting me. But, now I’m “fair and forty” (ish!) I’m bolder, and what’s more, I’ve lived so long in Somerset I’d clean forgot mum’s law … Until I went to London town to see my student daughter; She lectured me for doing what I really didn’t oughta! “You shouldn’t, mum! It isn’t safe!” she cried, in some alarm. “Some folk round here are really strange. you might have come to harm!” I’m sorry I upset her, but I carried on regardless. I found most folks in London are quite friendly … even harmless. Oh! I do love London Transport, and its camaraderie! I had such fun, and lots of laughs and all completely free (!) But now I’m home, I realise … That weirdo, then, Was me!!