Late Night Bus Journey

Mother and son sat on the bus going home. The spitting image of each other apart from the age difference and gender. She had that 1940s look with curled hair parted on the side and pinned away from her face and a tight but neat mouth perfect for red lippy. He had the same mouth but tried to hide it with a blond mustache. Their lips made them look like they were smiling even in repose. He had extremely effeminate hands and gestures. She got really over-exaggeratedly furious when the bus breaked heavily and her shopping bags fell sideways. I think they lived a quiet but fraught life together, not saying much.

And then to my great suprise she got off at Manor House and they didn't say goodbye because they didn't know each other. Remarkable resemblence of two strangers (unless of course they were mother and son but were barely on speaking terms).