A few more from The Observer's Book of Commuters...
The Tiller Girls: Genetically incapable of not walking four abreast along any pavement, station platform or canal towpath. Usually accompanied by raucous laughter, the handbags from hell and an overpowering smell of yesterday's face powder.
Trolley Dollies: Gentlemen of a certain age with suits of a similar vintage pulling along little cases on wheels with neither flair nor accuracy. Imagine Bernard Manning impersonating a BOAC air stewardess and you'd not be far wrong.
Franklin's Lost: They couldn't find the Northwest Passage and by God, they're not going to be finding their bus any time soon. In between times they meander aimlessly sadly between bus stops, driven mad by snow-borne mirages.
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Well, I'd chuckle and agree, but then I got this horrific image of Mr. Manning in a tight hostie skirt and coffee-tea-or-me leer...
need to have a lie-down now.
The Franklin's Lost folk appeal to me; I imagine them being unfailing inapropriately equipped, e.g. dressed in Regency court clothes and with a huge supply of tea and biscuits but no map.
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