Tall order

On the day: 
28/01/2013 

On the day: 
Draped sideways over two seats, his blue-hooded head against the window, his weary lace-up moccasins with their Burberry trim reaching half way across the carriage. Now that's some tall. 
It would be difficult to deny him those seats - his legs wouldn't fold into the space behind the seat in front of him, and his head would have to breach the ceiling for him to stand up straight. 
The train stops, disgorges, engorges, and again. But he stays slumped, navigating his phone through the clear lenses of black-rimmed, national health-style spectacles. His destination is virtual, not physical. 
At least until they take out a window to manoeuvre his mileage out where skies are clear and birds fly free. 

On the pod: 
Wish You Were Here - Fleetwood Mac 

On the front page: 
Tories push high-speed rebellion up the line. (The Times)