Let the train take the strain

I'm not sure if I'm really ready to let you into this little secret, but here goes. Egged on by an IG friend, since Christmas I have had an alternative identity as Dennis. He goes with me everywhere and has his own IG name and followers.
Here he is on the train in Kings Cross waiting for the departure.
So after a serious day talking women's issues in the union here I am playing silly beggars on the way home. I blame it all on Neil.