On the day:
11/01/2013
On the way:
The little fella is in work clothes - dark grey (maybe faded black) jeans, a light grey beanie and a sturdy red jacket that have all done time at the rock face - so far, so blah.
Although compact, he carries his equipment with everyday ease - the big black tog bag and that, that implement. Everyday for him, it may be, but it's not every day you see someone step off the train carrying a stop-red pole the diameter of his fist and coming up for twice his height (not that his height is anything to write home about, no big deal, in fact quite the contrary). And then there's the contraption at the top that looks like a cup-holder cuff with a couple of semi-opaque plastic cups protruding above and below it.
Does he measure rainfall in heavy traffic, perhaps, or cull pigeons one egg at a time?
Is he a hedge-fund manager heading in to work in disguise? Or a giraffe gynaecologist at London Zoo?
Or is he in fact one of the eight dwarves who doesn't get much media 'cos after Happy, Doc, Grumpy, Sneezy, Sleepy, Bashful and Dopey, 'The Slightly Taller One Whose Job It Is To Catch Bats Down T'Mine' was just never snappy enough for Walt Disney.
Answers on a postcard...
On the pod: The Long Haul - No
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