This week saw the first in a new series of Tube strikes in London, with the local and national press reporting on the 'misery' of commuters*. Although some people may have encountered long and uncomfortable commutes in order to get to a workplace where an unsympathetic employer disapproved of their tardiness, it's a bit of... Continue Reading →
It's a weeknight and it's late. Two women with brightly coloured hair stand on the eastbound Jubilee Line platform at Waterloo - one red, and one orange. The train arrives and they sit near each other. A man in smart work clothing gets on and sits near both of them. As soon as the train... Continue Reading →
Twenty days ago I blogged about waiting for photos, taken on good old fashioned film. I now have the prints and have sorted out the ones I want to scan, but still haven't got round to doing it because the magic smoke escaped from the Windows machine which has the scanner connected to it. Why... Continue Reading →