Monday, January 29, 2007
London EC2: Martin's been gone for half an hour now. He finally lost patience with the whole situation, strode up to the locked door at the front of the train and yanked on the ringpull labelled "Emergency access. Penalty for improper use". As expected, the driver's cab proved to be as empty as we'd feared. But the side door was hanging open, providing access to the tunnel, and so Martin took his chance. He checked that the power was off by throwing some copper coins down onto the tracks. Then, when they didn't spark, he jumped down onto the tunnel floor himself. It wasn't the most scientific of experiments, but Martin seemed satisfied enough. We cheered him off down the tunnel towards St Paul's, all secretly glad that he was going instead of us. He said he'd be OK. He used to be in the Territorial Army at weekends, apparently. His mobile doubles up as a torch, he assured us, so he'd be able to see where he was going. And he promised he'd break into the chocolate machine on the platform, because we're all starting to get hungry now and we've only got two packets of crisps and a cold panini left between us. It's a lot quieter in the carriage with Martin gone, but we're missing him already.
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