He was having trouble with his Oyster card;
he was a little drunk.
A little! Did you notice that he was
covered in gold glitter?
I did, but I don’t think he did.
What was his problem?
Apart from the glitter that he would
probably regret in the morning, he couldn’t work out how to top up the card. I
helped him and then we ended up in the same carriage -mainly because I stopped
to take a picture of the labyrinth. (editorial note x)
There’s one at every station, a collector
like you is going to photograph them. (editorial note t)
And run your finger through them, that’s
best.
I hear you reproduced one in the meadow
next to the house?
To hide Easter eggs, it’s a tradition –
though this was the first reproduction.
What else happened in the carriage?
The Spanish girls got on.
And?
Mr merry man came alive.
Did he speak Spanish?
The girls did, he just ran through a list
of words he knew.
Which?
Galicia, Valencia, Real Sociedad, Barcelona
and Deportivo – spoken as if he was declaring love.
Deportivo is a Portugese football club
isn’t it?
Yes, then he stood up, put his hand on his
heart and bellowed ‘David Moyes’.
What happened.
The train reached the Oval and they all got
off.
Oh.
Then the Japanese got on.
The Spanish, when excited can be loud. The
Japanese?
They twitter.
Then?
They got off at Elephant and Castle and the
Germans got on. They weren’t so drunk – they had serious conversations and
yawned a lot.
What time might this have been?
Midnight.
Northern Line?
Party Line.
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