On my way out of London, I hopped the 7:00 Stansted Express. Having taken the train several times before, I headed to the front of the train knowing that it would take me away from the crowds and closer to the elevator that would take me from the train platforms to departures.
The forward most car had what appeared to me to be three passengers: two regulars and myself. Later, it was reduced by one when the man sitting under the open window decided that the car was too cold.
Eventually the man selling food made his way from the rear of the train to our car where he and the regular who remained, who turned out to be an off duty train conductor, started talking.
“There are two car loads of children in the back,” the man selling food complained.
He and the off duty conductor talked for a bit, and then the food salesman headed back down to the back of the train. He returned to the forward car eventually.
“There are a bunch of American kids back there,” he said. “I told them that we were getting near David Beckham’s house and they didn’t know who he was!”
“They just aren’t into football over there, are they?”
“They only knew who he was because he’s married to the ex-Spice Girl,” the food man observed.
Yes, but how many British children would know who Bennifer II is?
Oh, the answer is Ben Affleck and Jennifer Garner. What is it with Affleck and gals named Jennifer anyhow? I guess the good news for ladies named Jennifer wanting a shot at Ben Affleck is that if they wait long enough they’ll get a huge diamond ring from him sooner or later. =)
david beckham is hot…that’s all i got to say 😉