Ah, the tube...
There are days, say when the weather's a bit cold so my journey is slightly less than pleasant, where I miss my morning commute on the tube. Really, despite the fact that it's slow, unreliable, unfriendly, and that I used to travel on the Picadilly line all the way to Hounslow, I still occasionally miss it.

However, when I do have to use it I remember all the things I hate about it and thank my lucky stars I rarely find myself locked in that tiny underground hell with (as always used to happen to me on the hottest of days) my face pressed up against the biggest, sweatiest man-back. Always. And I'd be unable to move due to the other big, sweaty fiends surrounding me.

*shudders*
( Moey, Wed 30 Jul 2008, 10:52, Reply)