I love my laptop bag. The kind of thing you pick up quickly in a rush without much thought, that turns out to be a well loved and trusty friend. Its tardis like capabilities never fail to amaze me (laptop and lunch and pair of shoes and 30 student essays and lecture handouts and an umbrella? sure!). I would share with you the brand, but it doesnt discernibly have one. It was cheap, and I’ve never ever seen anyone else with the same one.
Until last week on the train. I put my laptop rucksack up in the rack next to one which was exactly the same.
How tempted was I to do the ole’ spy-who-loves-me switcheroo of the cases?
Then I imagined the work carnage that would ensue, and just went on my merry way, thinking when did I get so unadventurous. Mental note – must put a business card in my laptop bag in case it gets separated from me, in a cold war secret stealing stylie.