Today, as always, I was back on the Tube.
Every day is different in some way.
You can't come so close to so many people in such a short time, without noticing how diverse are the people in your carriage each ride. The one thing that is always the same, however, is the vacant 'Tube stare' we all develop. I guess we need to appear bored, and to disguise the fact that we're secretly eyeing each other over as we sit looking at each other on a easy ride, and as we stand, wedged eyeball to eyeball, on a crowded ride. One mustn't show any inkling of enjoyment, of course, and I guess, after the initial novelty, and perhaps the occasional serendipitous contact that movies are made of, I have to admit, there is in fact no real enjoyment to be had on a Tube. What made this ride remarkable was a busker.