While we're looking at pictures, I'm finding the What's in your Bag? group fascinating. The opportunity to rifle through strangers' bags! Without looking like a thief! Or invading privacy! Everything laid out and begging to be looked at, with notes so you never have to ask questions. I finally started keeping a handbag earlier this year, defeated by my necessary minimum kit and the frustration of poking around in bigger bags. But it doesn't look like many of my friends are handbaggers (or manbaggers) as they seem to have been far more interested in the contents of my fridge.
Yesterday, on the bus to Abingdon (where I was getting bored 14-year olds hopped up on jaffa cakes and kit-kats to design a website) we ended up behind a cortege on the Botley roundabout. What sort of a fool puts a personalised numberplate on a hearse? Especially one as grimly prophetic as JO 32?