Monday morning in the camp.
Lots of people sleep in the morning because they’ve been awake all night making the long, treacherous journey to the train. Once they’re there they will try several times, jumping off a bridge and down onto the the tracks, risking their lives and often breaking limbs, in the hope that they MIGHT make it to England.
In the hope they they MIGHT be able to start a life not living in a tent, in the cold. They MIGHT have the chance at a bit of normality.