I am late.
I am expected in Leicester and now my only option is to catch the last train.
The last train to Leicester is a slow train and also appears to be experiencing difficulties.
Stopping where there are no stations.
That sort of thing.
It becomes clear that many of my fellow passengers are not going to get to their destinations and as the ticket inspector makes his round they discuss alternatives together.
As this is an unfamiliar route I assume that Leicester too is now out of the question.
A strange thing about the ticket inspector, although this is a new route and I have never met him before, he knows my name…
…and uses its familiar form.
“You’ll be in Leicester in twenty minutes time.”
Not only does the ticket inspector know my name and use its familiar form, he is also incredibly accurate.
My alarm clock is due to go off in precisely twenty minutes time.