On the day:
06/06/2012
On the way:
He slips on board unnoticed through the back door and stands still; still so as not to be noticed, at least not until the bus has departed and he can steal safely upstairs without having to pay his fare.
Not entirely still, though. While he waits his hand travels repeatedly, unthinkingly, between an open bag of Haribos and his open mouth, and his head swivels, glancing surreptitiously to his right out of the still-open door, to his left up the stairs, and ahead towards the back of the bus.
His loose grey shorts hang to below his knees, leaving skinny shins under a light dusting of black hair to link up with ankle socks and white tennis shoes. His hoodie is a familiar shade of blue and even more familiar is the red and yellow insignia on his chest. But he is betraying his colours.
Superman would walk on at the front, fish in his red undies for the requisite change, and pay his way like everyone else.
Or fly.
Yeah, he'd probably just fly.
On the pod:
June Afternoon - Roxette
On the front page:
"Thank you all" (The Times)
No comments:
Post a Comment