When I was young I had a student job at Victoria Station left luggage.I loved it. Worked with a guy called Steve who was originally from Madagscar, lived in Clapham. Back then, students & hippies used to travel and sleep anywhere. If Steve liked someone, thought they were OK, >

he and his wife would let them stay at his place. He showed me a book of the names and addresses of all these kids, loads of them. Every Christmas he got loads of cards from around the world. He was a truly wonderful human being and, I guess, a great influence on me. There you go

I could go on with this thread, I loved working there so much, It was a real education, working with people I wouldn't normally meet. There were other students who were mostly miserable cunts, one guy I remember who never spoke to you but spent his whole time reading Dune.