Lifts with strangers

Nothing really makes me as uncomfortable as using a lift with a complete stranger. I always feel an overwhelming need to make intelligent and interesting conversation... but never actually do. Instead I concentrate as much as I can on breathing very very quietly... because that kind of thing sounds really loud when you're in an elevator with a stranger... but no matter how quiet I am I always think I sound like an asthmatic rhino after a quick sprint.

Ok. It's at this point that I get the feeling the rest of you are looking at me like I'm a bit weird. 'Touched' in the head maybe. So moving on.

Bill Bryson mentioned a great idea in his book 'Noted from a Small Island'and feel the urge to mention it on here, and urge you all to join me in taking it up. So the next time you get junk mail in the post with a prepaid return envelope all I ask is that you rip the offending letter up, place it in the return envelope, seal it, and post it. It'll have so much more impact if there are thousands of us doing it.

I'll leave you on that note.