I was on the 5:41 from Sevenoaks to London Bridge on Saturday and had the fun to share the carriage with 4 of the coarsest ladies I have ever come across in my life. Two mums (mid 40's) and two daughters (one for each mum). They managed to clear the whole carriage (apart from me) with their repartee - including discussing very loudly how much "black c#ck" they were going to secure in town, vivid descriptions of inserting certain intimate lady-products in and around their lady parts (and the complications resulting therefrom), how the elder of the mums would be more than willing to blow the ticket chap to avoid any penalty charges and how a certain person was a "sh#t sh#g" (which caused me a raised eyebrow when addressed as a common experience between daughter, mother and daughter's friend), before they finally fell to showing each other photos on their phones of various "black c#cks" they had managed to capture. All of this at the very tops of their voices. I had to blush. And from Tunbridge Wells too.