Brave New World and the youngster sat opposite who looks slightly like Ginsberg is flicking through its pages.

I see two red iPhones, but you get nothing for a pair, not in this game, ( that reference is for David Jacobs who's been immortalised before )

Now we're jammed or possibly dammed, not enough room left to swing a cat,
incidentally the Central can be quite quiet at times, this is not one of those times and this is not the Central, it's the Jubilee.

Thursday and the day begins again, almost as if I'm in a loop, Brave New World man got off the tube at West Ham, brave indeed.

Canary Wharf and I could change here, but I don't like change so I'll stay as I am.

She's not asleep, she's only dreaming, when she gets to Stanmore she'll know what dreams are for,

I ignore the look from the man who looks like me and silently curse him for his effrontery.

Off soon
not switching off
getting off
jeez
do I have to explain
everything?