Hello Pussy

Brixton Train Platform

Last night I was standing on the train platform waiting for my train home in the subzero British weather and my phone rang. Before I had the chance to say hello… My ears witnessed an emotional torrent. It was Ruth, shrieking down the phone in an incensed manner, “He said Hello Pussy… can you believe it??? HELLO PUSSY!!!” I had left her a few minutes previously and in this short space of time a random man took it upon himself to bestow upon her a “Hello Pussy” greeting. What kind of man greets a woman like this?