Common (Sense) People

After a few years of moaning via my irregular articles, I’ve finally switched broadband providers. And for the most online of online services, the experience reminded me of a fundamental…

The Visitor

Another normal day, another normal commute, and I’ve got my normal standing spot by the bin-seat, a useful substitute for when my legs start to give way should one of those very-rare, nearly-never-happen, but-when-they-do-they-take-ages delays occur.

The Race

The announcer’s voice acts like a starting gun for the well-dressed, middle-aged, suited-and-booted office workers piling through the ticket barrier.

‘Ladies & Gentlemen, the train now approaching platform one’