Euston rush

Down to London for a meeting today. Coming home via Euston Station (where I saw a plaque on the wall giving its official name as 'Euston Throat', bizarrely) - but someone had been struck by a train in north London so there was a back-up as trains were cancelled. The station concourse was like one of those zombie movies, with thousands of people stood stock still staring upwards at the timetable board.

By the time I took this, things had moved on a bit as trains started again and the crowd thinned. I wanted to get a sense of rush but contrasted with those who stood still, waiting - hence the focus on one static couple while others rushed by.