doppelgangers among us

...Not a true doppelganger. My friend Bridget is six feet tall or so, and it's pure chance that one of the gaggle of 12 year old girls riding* my bus today looked exactly as though she was Bridget at that age. Irish genetics re-asserting themselves, I suppose.

*Not so much riding as chattering, picking each others' pockets (ineptly), laughing, and generally carrying on as though it was their first time on a public conveyance. Perhaps it was. Adult supervision was drastically inadequate: it appears that there were two chaperones for twenty-odd kids. Normally that bus is quiet and not-quite full.

doppelgangers among us

...Not a true doppelganger. My friend Bridget is six feet tall or so, and it's pure chance that one of the gaggle of 12 year old girls riding* my bus today looked exactly as though she was Bridget at that age. Irish genetics re-asserting themselves, I suppose.

*Not so much riding as chattering, picking each others' pockets (ineptly), laughing, and generally carrying on as though it was their first time on a public conveyance. Perhaps it was. Adult supervision was drastically inadequate: it appears that there were two chaperones for twenty-odd kids. Normally that bus is quiet and not-quite full.