The Otter and I realise that at about 8.23am each morning, our respective trains pass one another on the way to work. This has been happening for the past 3 weeks, but it only occurred to me when my flatmate said he spotted the Otter stood on Catford Bridge platform one morning.
We begin to hatch a plan to wave at each other in the mornings. Improbable and difficult perhaps, but we have the advantage of slowish moving trains and the Otter’s eye-catching shock of ginger fur on our side. We rue the fact that there are no longer any slamdoor trains, otherwise we could open a window and, the Otter excitedly imagines, attempt the world’s fastest ever on-the-way-to-work High 5. I agree it would be quite a record to hold.
The first morning of Operation Wave is scuppered by a forgetful Otter sitting on the wrong side of the train.
I remain hopeful.
5 weeks ago