We’ve made a selection of some of the most embarrassing moments on the London underground. These stories are told by the people who witnessed those events firsthand. They are taken from the Facebook group Handpicked London. Here are some of the most embarrassing moments.

I was 5 months pregnant with my son, I had the worst morning sickness- on the District line pulling into Earls court took ages…I could get off quick enough and the doors wouldn’t open!! It was when the swine flu was rife and everybody looked upon me in disgrace as I prised the doors open with my bare hands…obviously couldn’t find a toilet in time and threw up on platform! I heard people saying ‘don’t touch her she may have swine Flu!!!!’ Such lovely folk Londoners. An elderly lady helped me and brought me over a btle of wtr and asked if I was pregnant- YES I WAS! :)

A tramp pissing while sitting in a seat and then some kid going out for the night sitting in it afterwards! I did tell him but it was too late…

A drunk man in the district line that opened the door between the two carriages and started peeing while the train was moving!!

Those who became sick from drinking are practically a cliché. In my own case, the worst incident was when I was wearing a wrap dress, and didn’t realize the ties had become undone and the dress was open in the front… until a nearby Tube occupant remarked to me, “Have a good time, love?” (Actually, I had – in a little side court near Chancery Lane.)

Was sitting beside a smelly old man on the northern line last year when he lifted his trouser leg to reveal the most disgusting/ painful looking skin condition. His legs were raw red and very dry. He then spent the rest of the journey scratching his legs, with HUGE chunks of dry skin flakes drifting into the air. I had to move seats it was so disgusting.

The man who unwrapped his bandages, picked the scabs off his largish hand/arm wound, squeezed pus out of it, examined that, wiped it all off with not the cleanest tissue ever, and then rewrapped the area. Either that or the drunken girl of about 20 with all her bits exposed who looked like she had been raped and left ‘posed’ over the seats, but she could have just been the usual drunken slag post-Xmas bash. Hard to tell. The decent part: a man took off his overcoat and put it over her.

A guy picking his nose and putting it in his pocket, I moved to another seat.

An Indian guy struggling to come down the stairs of a bus with 4 large bags of loose frozen chicken drumsticks, tripped on the wet stairs when the bus jolted and the contents of all the bags came down the stairs skidding under everyone’s feet…people were kicking away pieces of chicken and picking them up wondering where they’d come from. He patiently picked up every single one and popped them back in the bags. I kept wondering which restaurant was getting those tonight!

Probably the girl who got on late at night at Christmas (inevitably) totally paralytic and high I guess who staggered up to me as if she knew me really well and started shouting and crying that i never called her and why asking wouldn’t I F*** her anymore. I was doing the I don’t know her bit but I was getting the evil eye from a few other occupants of the carriage as if it was my fault.

A woman who got stuck in her chair. The whole carriage couldn’t meet her eye while she struggled free. It was mortifying, for her, and everyone else as we didn’t know whether to offer to help or just ignore the situation….