As I enter St Neots' station hub I gazed at the time...........one minute pass eight, that's nineteen minutes before my train's arrival
Once again I am the first one at the platform's edge........on my lonesome for approximately ten minutes before being joined by a familiar St Neotsian
We acknowledge each others presence by a smile and stood side by side in silence both tapping away on our mobile
"Blah! Blah! Blah! .........delay to the eight twenty train to Kings Cross due to Blah! Blah! Blah!"
Here we gooooooo!
There are six male St Neotsians behind us now........ The silence is interrupted by a cough, then another.