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Thursday, September 23rd, 2010
Morning Commute
Thursday, September 23rd, 2010 11:04 amI somehow managed to contrive to be late into the office despite not being late leaving the house. I did not notice any delays on the journey and yet it took ten minutes longer than usual.
I think I have found a dimensional fold in London and it is in Westminster tube station. I suspect this is where the ten minutes (or most of them) got mislaid.
I change from the overground to the Jubilee Line at Stratford most mornings (unless there’s a compelling reason not to) and then I can just read or doze my way to Westminster as I please. Today I did this as usual, but since my iPhone had warned me of minor delays on the Jubilee Line, I varied my routine very slightly and this is how I discovered the dimensional fold.
As a rule, when I get to Stratford, I look at the departure boards to see where the first two westbound trains will be leaving from. Then, unless there is a long wait, or few people around, I choose the second departure. It is usually less crowded as everyone is trying to squeeze onto the first train and I have time to walk along the length of the platform and get onto an empty carriage at the front of the train. It will be mainly full by the time the train pulls out, but I will have had my choice of seat. The front of the train also means that when I get to Westminster, I am ideally placed for the change to the Circle/District Line platform. Or so I thought.
Today, it was different. The first train was within a minute of departure, so the second train was already filling with people who take the same view as me and since that was scheduled to leave about a minute after the previous train, I hopped onto a carriage only half way down the train, but one in which there were still plenty of seats.
And that should have been that: the train pulled out and I had an uneventful trip to Westminster. However, when I decamped at Westminster I found myself next to the exit to the Circle/District Lines, despite being in the middle of the train. I put my rucksack on and walked down the corridor to the escalators. I came out in exactly the same place. It is not a parallel tunnel, it is the same tunnel in a different place to normal. I am convinced that it was in this time-space fold that I lost the time and became late.
I wonder if I should take some spray paint tomorrow and mark the spot with a big yellow “X” to see if it happens again? There are fewer reality weavers on the Jubilee Line at that time of day than there are on the Northern Line of yore. I wonder if that’s the difference? Of course, when the Olympics fire up in about 18 months’ time, they will be everywhere. It will be ultranormal, which will be odd in itself…
I think I have found a dimensional fold in London and it is in Westminster tube station. I suspect this is where the ten minutes (or most of them) got mislaid.
I change from the overground to the Jubilee Line at Stratford most mornings (unless there’s a compelling reason not to) and then I can just read or doze my way to Westminster as I please. Today I did this as usual, but since my iPhone had warned me of minor delays on the Jubilee Line, I varied my routine very slightly and this is how I discovered the dimensional fold.
As a rule, when I get to Stratford, I look at the departure boards to see where the first two westbound trains will be leaving from. Then, unless there is a long wait, or few people around, I choose the second departure. It is usually less crowded as everyone is trying to squeeze onto the first train and I have time to walk along the length of the platform and get onto an empty carriage at the front of the train. It will be mainly full by the time the train pulls out, but I will have had my choice of seat. The front of the train also means that when I get to Westminster, I am ideally placed for the change to the Circle/District Line platform. Or so I thought.
Today, it was different. The first train was within a minute of departure, so the second train was already filling with people who take the same view as me and since that was scheduled to leave about a minute after the previous train, I hopped onto a carriage only half way down the train, but one in which there were still plenty of seats.
And that should have been that: the train pulled out and I had an uneventful trip to Westminster. However, when I decamped at Westminster I found myself next to the exit to the Circle/District Lines, despite being in the middle of the train. I put my rucksack on and walked down the corridor to the escalators. I came out in exactly the same place. It is not a parallel tunnel, it is the same tunnel in a different place to normal. I am convinced that it was in this time-space fold that I lost the time and became late.
I wonder if I should take some spray paint tomorrow and mark the spot with a big yellow “X” to see if it happens again? There are fewer reality weavers on the Jubilee Line at that time of day than there are on the Northern Line of yore. I wonder if that’s the difference? Of course, when the Olympics fire up in about 18 months’ time, they will be everywhere. It will be ultranormal, which will be odd in itself…
Morning Commute
Thursday, September 23rd, 2010 11:04 amI somehow managed to contrive to be late into the office despite not being late leaving the house. I did not notice any delays on the journey and yet it took ten minutes longer than usual.
I think I have found a dimensional fold in London and it is in Westminster tube station. I suspect this is where the ten minutes (or most of them) got mislaid.
I change from the overground to the Jubilee Line at Stratford most mornings (unless there’s a compelling reason not to) and then I can just read or doze my way to Westminster as I please. Today I did this as usual, but since my iPhone had warned me of minor delays on the Jubilee Line, I varied my routine very slightly and this is how I discovered the dimensional fold.
As a rule, when I get to Stratford, I look at the departure boards to see where the first two westbound trains will be leaving from. Then, unless there is a long wait, or few people around, I choose the second departure. It is usually less crowded as everyone is trying to squeeze onto the first train and I have time to walk along the length of the platform and get onto an empty carriage at the front of the train. It will be mainly full by the time the train pulls out, but I will have had my choice of seat. The front of the train also means that when I get to Westminster, I am ideally placed for the change to the Circle/District Line platform. Or so I thought.
Today, it was different. The first train was within a minute of departure, so the second train was already filling with people who take the same view as me and since that was scheduled to leave about a minute after the previous train, I hopped onto a carriage only half way down the train, but one in which there were still plenty of seats.
And that should have been that: the train pulled out and I had an uneventful trip to Westminster. However, when I decamped at Westminster I found myself next to the exit to the Circle/District Lines, despite being in the middle of the train. I put my rucksack on and walked down the corridor to the escalators. I came out in exactly the same place. It is not a parallel tunnel, it is the same tunnel in a different place to normal. I am convinced that it was in this time-space fold that I lost the time and became late.
I wonder if I should take some spray paint tomorrow and mark the spot with a big yellow “X” to see if it happens again? There are fewer reality weavers on the Jubilee Line at that time of day than there are on the Northern Line of yore. I wonder if that’s the difference? Of course, when the Olympics fire up in about 18 months’ time, they will be everywhere. It will be ultranormal, which will be odd in itself…
I think I have found a dimensional fold in London and it is in Westminster tube station. I suspect this is where the ten minutes (or most of them) got mislaid.
I change from the overground to the Jubilee Line at Stratford most mornings (unless there’s a compelling reason not to) and then I can just read or doze my way to Westminster as I please. Today I did this as usual, but since my iPhone had warned me of minor delays on the Jubilee Line, I varied my routine very slightly and this is how I discovered the dimensional fold.
As a rule, when I get to Stratford, I look at the departure boards to see where the first two westbound trains will be leaving from. Then, unless there is a long wait, or few people around, I choose the second departure. It is usually less crowded as everyone is trying to squeeze onto the first train and I have time to walk along the length of the platform and get onto an empty carriage at the front of the train. It will be mainly full by the time the train pulls out, but I will have had my choice of seat. The front of the train also means that when I get to Westminster, I am ideally placed for the change to the Circle/District Line platform. Or so I thought.
Today, it was different. The first train was within a minute of departure, so the second train was already filling with people who take the same view as me and since that was scheduled to leave about a minute after the previous train, I hopped onto a carriage only half way down the train, but one in which there were still plenty of seats.
And that should have been that: the train pulled out and I had an uneventful trip to Westminster. However, when I decamped at Westminster I found myself next to the exit to the Circle/District Lines, despite being in the middle of the train. I put my rucksack on and walked down the corridor to the escalators. I came out in exactly the same place. It is not a parallel tunnel, it is the same tunnel in a different place to normal. I am convinced that it was in this time-space fold that I lost the time and became late.
I wonder if I should take some spray paint tomorrow and mark the spot with a big yellow “X” to see if it happens again? There are fewer reality weavers on the Jubilee Line at that time of day than there are on the Northern Line of yore. I wonder if that’s the difference? Of course, when the Olympics fire up in about 18 months’ time, they will be everywhere. It will be ultranormal, which will be odd in itself…