The amateur commuter

So this week I’ve been doing a bit of commuting. Believe it or not commuting can be fun! For us homeworkers its an adventure, a chance to get out into the big wide world, a break in our routine (once we’ve tied up all the loose ends that hold our routine together, such as finding random people to look after the children at the last-minute, and having clean, socially acceptable clothes). It’s a chance for some amateur anthropology, a bit of gawping at crowd behaviour, regarding ourselves not as one of the crowd but as the wry observer, slightly removed from the scene. More importantly, we won’t have to see these people again tomorrow, and the next day, and the next…