Friday, 14 August 2009

What people were reading today on the upper deck of the 242 from Shoreditch to Holborn

Lanky guy, mid-20s, hair cut close to disguise his receding hairline. Sat cross-legged taking up two seats, sighed loudly when someone had the temerity to ask if they could sit next to him: A Fraction of the Whole, Steve Tolz (Penguin).





Squat Asian woman, salt and pepper bun pulled back tight, mouthing words silently as she read: A battered, heavily annotated pocket sized leather editor of The Bible, I think NIV, couldn't see the publisher.





A well-fed City type, man in his early 50s, blue suite, powder blue shirt, self-satisfied rather punchable face: The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo, Stieg Larsson (Quercus).






Raven haired petite woman, olive skin, coal-dark eyes, next to me, her perfume something like lilacs and fresh cut grass: La chica que soñaba con una cerilla y un bidón de gasolina, Stieg Larsson. Incidentally, this is the second time in about two months I have seen someone reading this in Spanish. It's the second book, The Girl who Played with Fire in English and this translates to 'the girl who dreamed about a match and a can of gasoline.' Maybe it rolls off the tongue in Spanish.




Me: The Good Soldier Svejk, Jaroslav Hasek (Penguin Classics).







Everybody else: The freakin' Metro.

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