I see, scampering along a wall above the station what I believe to be a squirrel, albeit a rather odd, squirrel. After a few seconds I realize that it is the head of a girl with a pony tail walking up a ramp on the other side of the wall. As she ascends the ramp more of her emerges dashing my hopes of having spotted a new species.
"When your parachute fails to open you might as well pretend to be able to fly." JP
Overhead at bus stop. One elderly lady to another: "She brought her baby. I thought it was going to look Chinese. But it didn't."