I look at all the people around me on my way in to work and some of them
look like they have the worries of the world on their shoulders. I expect the odd
one does have some major worries, but hardly every single one. All the people
on the train are so insular and don't acknowledge anyone else each in their own
little world. Hidden behind the morning paper or a book or kindle or mobile
phone. The Man and I say good morning to those who are willing to make eye
contact and we even get a smile form some of them. Most will look a bit
startled if you say good morning. We have e few regulars on our train now who
actually willing make conversation. There is one chap who gets on about three
stops from where we do who chats to The Man from the time he gets on until he
gets off at my stop. I think that despite the crowds lots of folks over here
are quite lonely.
Then there is the rush off the train at Canada Water to see who can get
down the escalator first. I ask you how much forward planning was that when
there are crowds of commuters and only one up and one down escalator. And would
you believe no stairs that I can find either. I have learned to push my way
along with the rest of them because if you stand back and wait you will definitely
be the last one down onto the platform. Then there are the nuisances like large
shoulder bags that feel like they have bricks in them. Not very nice to be
clipped with one. And people with suitcases. Why push onto the escalator with a
chunky case, it would be much easier all around to wait for the lull between trains.
I really feel sorry for short people in the crush, and for children it
must be very scary to be crushed by the giants barging down to the lower platforms.
I finished my Dan brown book. And can say it was an excellent read, very
hard to put down. If you are looking for something to red that twill keep you guessing
almost to the very last page, then this one is it.
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