The station waiting room was packed. There was a blockage on the north-bound line somewhere further up the line so all trains in the last hour were delayed so the station was filling with a backlog of frustrated commuters.

Two girls very noticeably stood out from the crowd. Both of them were blonde, both blue eyed, both tall, both dressed to kill, and both stunningly attractive.

I was an hour early so I made my wayto the coffee guy, grabbed a "dupio espresso", and squeezed myself into a seat at one of the tables to read my copy of The Times.

No sooner had I parked up then the two blonde bombshells were stood before me. I looked up, they smiled sweetly and asked in a hypnoticaly musical voice "Do you mind if we sit with you?".

In stunned silence I slipped my briefcase from the seat opposite and gestured for them to take a seat. It wasn't my company they were craving though - they were drawn in by Digits angelic little puppy face.

The hour passed quickly, too quickly, as I learnt about shooting and dog handling in Sweden (they were both in the shooting "scene") and they explained that they were here on a two week exchange programme to learn how the Britich primary education system works (more like a lesson in how NOT to do it!)

I said my "good byes", wished them luck, and strutted off to my platform with a big grin on my face and walking just a little bit taller; every guy in that room was fixated on the two girls and their extraordinarily long legs and they chose to sit with me (probably the sympathy vote!).

As I made my way through the crowd one guy reached out to grab my arm - "Sod the aftershave mate... where can I get a couple of dogs like yours?"