Please do not eat in the gallery.

This no food eating thing in a gallery is a rule for a reason.

There I was, sucking on a mint.

Mum says something to me.

It amuses me.

So much so that I managed to projectile spit my mint out of my mouth in front of what probably was a very expensive Impressionist painting, past the little rope that was 'protecting' the work of art.

Needless to say we stopped looking at that painting pretty quickly and moved on.

Mission Possible

• Mission: To embarrass self on train.

• Status: Successful.

• How: Curly-haired girl eats sandwich, with half the filling falling out in her hair, on herself and most importantly, on the woman she is sitting next to, who politely ignores what just transpired. Worst thing? My mouth was too full to say sorry, and too much time had passed for me to acknowledge what had happened.

• Result: Awkward.