If circumstances inform and inspire my stand-up comedy, then it follows that with change, that my routines might become obsolete. I used to have a very successful routine on fax machines which would mean nothing now and certainly garner few laughs.
Similarly, I used to have a routine that I called the â€˜packed tube lookâ€
Not now however. Those days are over. Those were the halcyon days of commuter life in and out of London. Because now the underground is a living hell â€“ a hell that I am lucky enough to mostly avoid. No show biz meetings ever start before 10am and even then anything before 10.30am is considered not very reasonable. But yesterday at Moorgate station I experience an entirely different level of congestion that comes with a packed city and a Victorian underground system. The â€˜packed tube lookâ€
Three trains came and went beforeÂ I could squeeze on andÂ stand almost upright. I say stand – when in fact I could easily have taken a load off and been kept aloft by the forces of others pressing around me â€“ and I recalled the announcement that rang out as I descended the escalator and it grated on my every fibre. So this is what they call ‘a good service on all London Underground lines’ is it?
Or maybe it is a good service â€“ and if so, then London is well and truly full â€“ and all entry points by road, rail and air, we should operate a system used by multi-storey car parks. FULL. And people are only let in as others leave.