Underground

Since getting the all clear blood-wise at the 20 week scan I've been very excited to start feeling a few kicks (or punches... or headbutts I suppose). Am also starting to look pregnant - which I know since someone gave me their seat on the underground for the first time yesterday. I was exhausted - I'd done 3 hours of Messiaen with the Philharmonia at Henry Wood Hall and walked, with my horn, to Borough station only to find that it is an exit only station at certain times of the day as one of the lifts is being fixed. So, I then walked to London Bridge where it turned out the escalators to the Northern Line weren't working. After lots of stairs and corridors from the Jubilee line I got to the platforms as a train was pulling in - squashed on and was given a seat, which I collapsed into gratefully. Of course, it turned out to be a south bound train, but still... Too embarassed to get straight back off, I stayed on 'til Stockwell - where the Victoria line crosses again. Of course this meant it took about 2 hours to get home instead of one, but I was still chuffed about the seat.