A nice pleasant sunny morning at Hammersmith [District & Picaddilly] and a train is being held for time. A very 'poash' looking lady descends the stairs and sashays across the platform all fur and feathers. On reaching the train she adresses the Guard. 'I say, you there, my man' she warbles. 'Which is the quickest way to get to County Hall?' As she says this the starting signal clears and the Guard closes the doors. Being addressed as 'you there' and 'my man' has rather put his nose out of joint so he replies 'On the back of a fire engine Madam' and rings the bell and the train departs.