45 minutes from my front door to Selfridges. Amazing.
All those people, thousands of them, forming orderly queues, no pushing, no shoving, no talking...oyster cards at the ready for the turnstiles, no delays, nobody fumbling or holding up the queue.
Peak hour at Piccadilly on the Bakerloo line tonight, 2 policemen with sniffer dogs at the bottom of the escalators...saying 'move on , move on, Police dogs, keep moving...' and the dog, no barking , no jumping, just the enthusiatic greeting he gives to the drug carrying traveller who is then discreetly pulled off to the side with no trouble to the thousands of commuters streaming past.
The Gorgeous son and I looking at eat other and saying "BUSTED" at the same time.
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