I just couldn't sit by and watch the slow and painful death of the iconic black cab industry; I had to take action. After all, this is an industry that not only supports me and my family but also the families of 25,000 black cabbies in London, and related businesses such as garages and vehicle manufacturers.
I'm going to cut to the chase; the next few years are going to see London's infrastructure stretched to breaking point, and the next Mayor of London has a colossal job on their hands to prevent the capital's vital services and infrastructure from bursting at the seams.
I become a connoisseur, admiring a nice 90 degree angle and revering a really good spread. I'm so excited by the width between one man's knees, I actually fall into him, in my haste to claim the seat beside him. When I spot an empty seat between two spreaders, it makes my day. I couldn't be happier if I'd found £50 on the floor.
So congrats to whoever it was who strung up the mistletoe, and well done TfL for ferrying everyone round more or less successfully for another year. But please, please, as a Christmas present, let the man on the Clapham Omnibus decide what constitutes 'good', and stop telling him what to think. That's if he can squeeze on to it, that is.
When I imagined maternity leave, I thought I'd be hopping all over London to visit the museums, galleries, and restaurants that I'd always wanted to go to but never had the time whilst working full-time. The reality is a bit different.
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TfL's proposals are anti-competition, anti-innovation and anti-entrepreneurship. Technological progress may seem inevitable, but history is testament to the fact that good or bad politics plays a huge role in a country's global competitiveness.
I feel a pilot scheme and more honest figures from TfL are essential if we are to face up to these problems and the implications for the stretched resources of the Council and Police. As many wise licensees say it is the tenth pint which gives you 10% of the profit and 100% of the problems.
I am about to out myself as a horrible person. As far as irrational anger goes, I'll be the first to admit that I veer dangerously to intolerance. Hating people who take a bus for one stop, or my instant distrust of food labelled as 'guilt free snacking' is hard to rationalise. But I think that wanting to destroy all 'baby on board' badges is something that I can justify.
Studying for final year exams was tough and at this particular time I was more distracted than normal. At 9pm I decide to get my much-needed caffeine ...
So, what do you do when your team lose 50-0 in the Challenge Cup Final (yep, that wasn't a typo!) at Wembley? Emmigrate? Hide in a cupboard? Burn your...
So they've just announced that the night tube is being postponed. The bloke in the posters hasn't taken it very well. Hope he's ok?
Through times of hardship, we usually come out with wonderful examples of perseverance, and the Tube strike is a prime example... But the real winner here - the biggest victory of them all - is the re-emergence of good old British queuing.
The tube strike taking place in London has definitely been a big topic of conversation this week, especially today. Many of our simple journeys to work today will be like journeys from hell, the buses will be jam-packed and have us feeling like we are in a tin of sardines. I am not surprised that people will be unhappy with the tube drivers for all the inconvenience they will face.
Power-crazed organisations coercing government to enact policy against the will of the people and subverting democracy - so runs the popular left-wing critique of big corporations in the corrupt, neoliberal world. There's truth to it in places, but it's major failing of many that they feel to see some of the same issues with unions.
No one likes or enjoys their commute in whatever form it takes. No one likes being stuck in endless traffic as learner drivers slam on the brakes at random, or being sat on yet another late train, or dealing with a broken bike chain, or a hobbling on a blister on your heel making each step agony.