I am a pretty speedy walker, if I do say so myself. I would love to be involved in the Olympics' walking race, the funniest looking event was always the one I was going to show some talent for! Working in London has shown me one truth about the city: people are always in your way. Have you come across this problem?
For most people the real issue is having to take out their Oyster various times a day instead of just pressing their wallet or purse against the reader. A trivial complaint? Perhaps, but with about 19 million Oyster journeys a day, that adds up to a lot of needless frustration. So why haven't TfL come up with a solution?
The London Underground. It's dusty, it's grimy and it's full of people's body odours that I care not to sample. If i wanted your armpit shoved up against my chin, i'd be in a relationship with you. Then there are the breed of people who think it's acceptable to eat curries/pasties/burgers in such a confined place. This was my horrific experience recently:
Here's an alarming statistic for you: more than one in five commuters say rising fares are leading to them considering looking for work outside of London according to a OnePoll survey of over 500 London workers. This would be a disaster for the Capital's business scene. Can you imagine losing more than 20 per cent of your workforce to rising commuter costs?
January brings with it a much more vicious and ferocious beast than a few Facebook updates from Jen about how 2014 is her year (and that her cheating boyfriend can go to hell). Allow me to introduce to you, the January sales-seekers, otherwise known as the most horrible people you will come across in January (maybe).