Stereotyping on the tube

PLW and I are currently sitting on the tube, with something near 14 stops to go - yes, we're venturing North of the river - and the question of how to amuse oneself soon comes to mind. The first thing I always do is count how many stops I have to go, but as you can imagine this does not (usually) take too long. After that if I've nothing to read I begin to ponder about the people sitting around me.

Where they're going, what they're going to be doing or what they've just done, but most strikingly: what they're wearing! There's the wheeler-dealer in the oversized hat, freshly pressed trousers and overstated bling - he wants people to think he's a big deal.

Then there are the two girls, dressed up in too-young-for-their-clothes outfits - playing at grown-ups and comparing texts on their phones. Or the exhausted single mom, resting her head on the glass, thankful to catch a quick nap while she and her child travel.

The two young guys, about my age, sneaking surreptitious glances across at PLW and I... except PLW has copied the single mom, and she too is catching a quick shut-eye. And me? I'm about to count how many stops we have left!

Lucky

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