Is there anything so sad as seeing a couple arguing in public? I don’t think so. Coming into Waterloo this morning, there was a woman in tears on the platform, with her partner/boyfriend/husband standing next to her. He was looking at the ground, they both looked so sad, defeated almost. Their body language spoke volumes, although trying to be closed off to the world, sorting out their problems in their own little bubble, standing on one of the busiest commuter stations at rush hour, meant that everyone who went passed them saw exactly what was going on.
Poor people, it does make your heart go out to them.