From the London Underground Realtime Travel News right now: NORTHERN LINE: Severe delays are occurring due [to] earlier track search for a missing member of staff.
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Wonder if they found him. Wonder how they lost him.

This morning I had an email from an old friend. The way she broke off our friendship was rather baffling and indirect so I was very surprised to get an email from her. It was a notification that she's going to stop using her AOL address and will be using a Yahoo.co.uk email address instead. It looks as if she sent it to her whole address book so I ( Read more... )

It was almost eleven before I got home. On my way I stopped to buy some chocolate and a book. I ended up with the Discworld companion. Got as far as Ankh-Morpork (heh, Google knows how to spell that) before we got to my station. It felt like frost outside.

Tomorrow I need to go to the Post Office.

This morning there was plenty of room in the train when I got on. As I was settling down, one of the regulars, a well-groomed, late-middle-aged man, came walking down the aisle and sat down on a bench. Apart from his neat appearance in a navy jacket and grey trousers, the only thing that made me pay attention to him was that he was wearing a pager ( Read more... )

On the train into the office this morning, an elderly man in an oiled jacket was sitting opposite me. He was wearing his jacket zipped all the way to the top and sported a brown felt hat. The book in his hand was the Da Vinci Code. I've seen it so many times now that I recognise the cover. After a while he was leaning forward more and more. Why ( Read more... )