Four Foot Eight

Seven Sisters

It's a beautiful morning, thinks a man in his early thirties as he bounds into the station to catch an early train. Great start to the day. Hope it carries on like this - there's nothing too heavy happening at work, and then Steve's leaving do afterwards, so should be okay. No doubt everyone will be pissed enough tonight that an early start tomorrow won't be necessary. Yeah, so long as I leave in time for the last train home I'll be just fine - a nice long sleep and a good lie-in before going into work, no hassle. Nobody'll be there to spot that I'm not there at the usual time.

Yes, he yawns to himself. Looks like it should be an okay day, all in all.