This Friday, four youths got out of the rear carriage of the 12.44 carrying two couches (yes furniture!) between them. Ignoring me (I was right down the front of the train) they proceeded to carry the two couches off the rear end of the platform and up the cutting behind. When I went inside to report it to the control room, I found the driver had already reported them.
This cutting already has a long history of couches and comfy chairs. For who knows how long, a group of young guys used to hang out among the bushes up there on a collection of broken down chairs with a table with ashtray. Not ideal but they were well clear of the trains even if they were trespassing on railway property. But then said youths started throwing stones at the passing trains and jumping out in front of them. The “vaster than empires and more slow” might of Metro ground into action. For a couple of weeks, police and security guards visited and kept watch regularly. Very exciting stuff! (which I might add I was completely left out of) One evening during rush hour they swooped and arrested two of the youths.
A halt was called to the train services while these two young men were marched along the tracks in handcuffs past a rush hour platform full of commuters who must have known they were the reason their train was late. Death Stares all round.
After that a cleaning crew came and tidied away the chairs and table.
So what I was witnessing on Friday was the resurrection of the cubby. No doubt another battle of wills will ensue between the unstoppable force of bored young men and the immovable might of Metro. And dammit, I’m on annual leave and will miss the whole thing.