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Mr Danny Dodding
Outward appearance
Filthy middle aged man. Uncut hair and beard, Frankenstein boots. Suit repaired with thick white thread. Enters at Embankment, scans the carriage, and promptly sits next to a woman.Inside information
Begs for money and travels all day on the Underground to keep warm. Grew up in Barnados and drifted ever since, buggered off as he puts it, except for a brief period in university. Danny studied philosophy. Proved to his own satisfaction that it was illogical to wear shoes. He is to be seen in summer walking along country lanes. Likes to talk to people, but has to scheme to gain and hold attention.
What he is doing or thinking
What a pretty woman, the kind he went to university with. He spots a forgotten conference badge on her jacket. Marketing and the Internet, it says, Caroline Roffey, Training Director, Pall Mall Oil . Oil huh? Well all the trendy little girlies went into business and became like their Dads only not bald and fat. "Caroline!" He greets her like a long lost friend. He would like to take her for a six-month walk, show her the stars from under a hedge. He would like to put his hands on a fully operational warm radiator. He might just get her card, if he asks.
But, no, her caution is automatic.
"I'm in the book," he calls out as she leaves. Her smile looks clear, unforced. That was all he wanted. He sits back content.
Then the man opposite sits forward. Oh good, someone else to talk to. His lucky day.
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