September 12, 2006
Sitting in a stationary train just outside of London Bridge Station, the driver announces over the intercom that we're being delayed due to a signaling fault ahead. Hmn. Perhaps the trains that seem to be frequently whizzing past us aren't aware of this fact? Or maybe they're headed in a different direction? I gaze out of the window at the profusion of damp weeds growing wild by the side of the tracks. Then, another announcement: we're being re-directed to New Cross, resulting in a flurry mobile activity as people hastily revise their morning schedules. Obviously I'm back in London, sigh!