On the move

I scrambled onto the tube in Victoria and found a seat. Chaos at Birmingham International with traffic and NEC visitors, the journey on a packed Pendolino train with already well oiled football fans (at 10.40). I was not relaxed.

As soon as the doors closed, the group of guys by the door suddenly transformed into a very talented and lively jazz band.

I hunted for some coins and my camera and sort of captured a moment. Life just got better.

We pulled into South Kensington and the guys changed back into innocent commuters and headed off.

I remember a similar situation on the metro in Lisbon. Sharing a smile.