I was just down at Charlton Train station trying to get tickets for a trip John and I are taking to Oxford and Liverpool. It’s a small station with a single counter. I’m there quite often these days, so the staff know me. It was going quite routinely at first: the guy had come out to read what I wanted from my Ipad; he had just gone back behind the counter when something happened. I couldn’t see what because he was behind the serving window, but through that I saw his colleague come over and say his name. I was slightly confused – I thought he was still processing my request. I waited a few moments, but then the colleague pulled down the window blind and I heard him calling an ambulance – the guy had had some kind of seizure.
I waited in the station for a while, unsure what to do, worried about the guy. The station was empty but for me. I thought about making suggestions, like to put the guy into the recovery position. The ambulance came and the medics went into the staff area. Shortly after that I was asked to leave and go back tomorrow. I did and I will, but it was rather scary. I really hope the man is ok.