Sat on the 18:10 platform one at Kings Cross. It's wet, dark and misery out but at least it's not snowing or ice! I'm one of the lucky ones who managed to get a seat. I'm sat next to a big bespectacled man (not fat, just tall and big!)
He's got his briefcase on his lap and doing the crosswords in the Evening Standard....... Well not suceeding (he's yet to write something). I wish I could see the clue but alas my eyesight is not as good as it used to be
After approximately three minutes he gives up and is now doing something similar to a crossword but crosses...... It's called 'Battleships' not quite sure how you play it though! I look out of the window and watch an empty train whizz by. I am bored and slightly peckish

09:14........ Southbound Victoria line and surprise! surprise! first train jam packed! Commuters are still trying to squeeze themselves in! And I? I move aside and let them do so...... I'm waiting for the next one..... Seconds later I'm on and able to secure a seat! What's the saying????
A patient man rides a donkey (in this case - gets a seat)
The next station is Oxford Circus ..... Change here for Bakerloo and Central line..... This is the Victoria line"
Thanks for stating the obvious!
Green Park station is the next destination then Victoria where I say a fond farewell to my fellow commuters

The train is now on a go slow. It's now light outside albeit a pea-souper! I can't see the forest for the trees! The train has gathered speed and is now merrily away to Stevenage station

So now there's three men and little old (being the operative word) me......... Nikki's Angels, Full Throttle eh!
The train arrives on time and we all get on. I am now sat beside a rather chubby middle-aged man playing with his gadget. Talking about gadgets...... There's an invasion of the gadget kind in this carriage - from my bird's eye view I can see: four laptops, one game console, one iPod and a woman gassing on her mobile
Tap! Tap! Tap!
Blah! Blah! B***** Blah!
Where's the noise pollution police when you need them?
In my world.......
" All gadgets (except mine of course) are to be confiscated and returned to their owner only at their given destinations"

06:00...... Brrrrrr! Goes the alarm. I made a spontaneous decision to give myself an extra hour lie in - no deal with the devil this morning
07:00....... Brrrrr! Alarm goes off for the second time this morning. It probably thinks it's doing overtime!
07:51....... Another spontaneous action....... Driving to the station, fingers crossed that I find a nearby parking space. Parking at St Neots' car park is expensive to say the least. One space found not too far from the station
08:02....... through the barrier. Now standing at the platform edge of platform four waiting for the 08:20. A male commuter is already there and I stand behind him. We are now joined by another gentleman, no two gentleman, the later wearing a 'Raider's of the Lost Ark' type of hat. Oh dear! Another gentleman has joined us....... With a badly dyed blond (bronze) hair! What does he look like!

I had to fight my way through the concourse to find out which platform to go to......platform eight..... Nine minutes before departure so again, no rush. A brisk walk took me to platform eight and onto the usual carriage....... Only one seat left and it had my name on it...... then I spot one of my 'adopted' daughter
"Hello, are you feeling better?" I asked
"Not really"
Poor thing I thought....... then I spot a male train buddy siting directly behind her and we exchanged "Hi's" and waves before settling in the seat next to a middle-aged man who was engrossed in his Evening Standerd newspaper
There a a handful of commuters standing.
It's so quiet apart from the rustling of newspapers and the rumbling of the train

17:45........ A struggle to get through the barrier and the escalators at Victoria station........ Sooooo many bodies! It was standing motionless all the way down and even worse at the northbound platform. I had two chances of getting on the first train; slim and no chance! Aaaaaah! Consolation prize........ I'm at the forefront of the platform AND I bag the last seat on the next train
It's wet out so umbrella has it's first outing of twenty eleven. Arrived at Kings Cross at 17:59 and took my time as I knew that next train departure is 18:10