Today's crop of commuters:
These two got on at different stops but obviously knew each other.
This guy was a proper hard core cyclist in his spandex, Oakleys and a fancy bike. Will try to get a full body drawing of him next time, now that I know which stop he gets off at. This is pretty much the look of disdain that he gave my little fold up clown bike as I got on the train.
The page to the left is ripped out because a stag do noticed me drawing and demanded I draw the stag. Under the pressure I did one of the worst drawings of all time, which inspired comments of "oh it must be very hard to draw in a train" and "that's a good effort". I gave them the drawing anyway, even though I don't think they particularly wanted it by that point.
But then, just as I was about to get off a my stop feeling a bit deflated, the gods of sketching gave me this gift of a life model: