The Body on the Train

Yesterday, as part of my ongoing research into commuters, I actually sat next to the chap who is either a very deep sleeper or, in fact, a body. I didn't want to sit next to him - or more precicely, his feet - but there was no other seat available and I really wanted to read some more of my book.

My idea had been to try to look at the date of the newspaper under his feet - it turned out not to be a newspaper but broadsheeet sized Media Markt flyer which had no discernable date showing. Curses.

CSI Erkelenz will continue after the (weekend) break.