Thursday, 20 May 2004

Tube Journey

In our carriage this evening:

A poet writing on his palm top, wearing a green fisherman's jacket.

Five men on the way back froma meeting discussing the London Development Agency. 3 black suits, white shirts and somber ties. The one on the end looked dishevelled. Couldn't really tell if he had his shoes on the right feet, they looked almost like they could be the wrong way round (something odd about the design obviously).

Next to them was a gigantic builder. Wearing shorts. Legs like tree trunks, very tanned and hairy. Paint splattered.

Long grey haired lady. Purple framed glasses on her face, sunglasses on her head. Lots of silver rings and a huge silver cuff that covered half her forearm.

And then I got off at Kings Cross.

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