New Year’s Eve, 1am, Camden High Street, at the bus stop for the No.29. You said hi to me with such enthusiasm! I really wanted to talk more but got whisked away by the crowd of the bus. I went upstairs to try to find you but you were gone.

You got on the Ramsgate train at Waterloo on New Year’s Eve and sat next to me with a Costa coffee. I was too busy texting new year greetings until the train arrived at Sevenoaks, where I was getting off. I turned to ask you to make way for me and that’s when we smiled at each other and made eye contact. I got up to leave and you wished me happy New Year. How about coffee for two?

You were tall and wearing a basketball cap on the 4.12pm Eurostar from Paris to London on December 23. I was in coach five, seat 16. Something fell from my bag and you kindly picked it up for me and we chatted for a second and I wanted to chat more but regretfully didn’t. Would love to meet up

To the tiny, dark-haired lady carrying the injured pigeon on the Tube from Canada Water to Greenwich at 11.10pm on December 27. It was a great conversation starter and your kindness has really stuck with me. Will you be the Barbie to my Ken and maybe get dinner sometime.

Two days before Christmas on the train from Victoria. We spoke of Croatia and of Geneva and fleeing to the desert of Oman. Let’s plan our escape.

To the teacher with the cute smile who rescued my cowboy hat when it blew off on the King’s Cross platform for the northbound Victoria line on Monday January 5 between 5-6pm. You then doubled back to help with my bags. People keep telling me to travel lighter but it turns out there are positives. I was too disarmed to ask your name or whether you were single so I’m asking now. I told you I was tired of travelling between Edinburgh and London. Make it more worth my while?

To the tall man with a hat who made me laugh when I spotted a mouse next to me at Oxford Circus station around 10.30pm on Friday. We both got on the Bakerloo line and when you got off, you said to ‘stay away from mice’. Niche but funny. I should have said something. Maybe I can now?

To the very smart man opposite me on the on Northern line, Sunday November 30. I got on at Morden, you got on and off before Clapham around 8.30am. You had nice shoes and could have been coming home from a night out. We kept looking and smiling at each other but I didn’t have the nerve to say hello. Coffee?