Four Foot Eight

Elephant & Castle

A woman walking down the passageway to the Bakerloo suddenly stops dead, causing the three or four people behind her to pile into her and each other. "Oh!", she says, and apologises, removing her headphones. "I was miles away - pardon me."

The inconvenienced passengers mumble their own apologies to her, the others, and to London Underground, and continue on their way while the newly awake woman looks around her. She's done this journey so many times she can do it entirely on autopilot, but now she wonders if maybe it's time for a change. Yes! she decides. She will have a change. She'll go via the Northern Line instead of the Bakerloo today - it's an extra change but hey, you're only young once.