Thursday, January 29
Bus, Finchley Road
Cool. Cold, in fact.
I'm on way back (again) to King's to go to a lecture being given by Desmond Tutu. Yes, THE Desmond Tutu. He of being African and being religious and all-round great fame.
Metropolitan Line, Southbound
Stupid arsing Tube delays. One thing you do not want to see on the message board at the Tube station is that the next train on the line you want is 13 minutes away. It's not as if it has snowed today, and it wasn't exactly blizzard conditions yesterday. At least the Met line is working fine, so I've taken that am going to have to change. Oh joy, Baker St station at rush hour should be fun. But i'm not allowed to moan too much about Tube delays, because I just berated those who do, over at RAGE. I also put up a strenuous defence of students, a mini-diatribe that I'm quite pleased with. I might copy and paste it here later, if I remember.
Spotted - Headline in the Evening Standard: "All This Chaos From Only Two Inches Of Snow". Am I psychic or what?