‘Hello! Just replied to your text; you’ll probably get it in a sec.’
‘Oh right – yes – sorry, I was sitting inside.’ I hadn’t expected to feel this nervous.
‘I was standing at the other exit for ten minutes, but then thought I’d check round here…’
‘Yeah, sorry, I was waiting by the ticket office. It’s quite a big station; I should probably have been more specific about where to meet. I was just sitting because…’ Where am I going with this?
We’re at the pedestrian crossing. Normally I’d wait for the traffic lights to go red; not today. Two paces in, I think better of it, and re-join Charlie on the pavement.
‘I tend to ignore the lights, or you never get anywhere round here.’
Cars speed past in both directions. Charlie politely concurs.