The last time I got on the night bus it was very cold. Having waited for it for an hour, the cops descended on it at Victoria and kept us waiting 45 minutes. An old bloke got on with a violin in a polythene bag, talked to himself and chain smoked Bensons, and the young chap next to me sagged over, put his head on my shoulder, murmured something and died. I think this might be worth its own thread.