It was only a matter of time?
Holy shit - this is awful…

Holy shit - this is awful…


Living in London, I spend a hefty percentage of my time on the underground. Generally I hate it, but I also realise it’s one of those things that I will really miss about London when the time comes to leave.

The next train is for High Barnet. Barnet is British slang for ‘Hair’.







Tube strike - it took four hours to get to work…. FOUR hours!!

Concorde passes the Tower of London for the last time?

People at Tower Hill watch Concorde’s last flight
I read an article in last saturdays TV Guide in the Guardian about Urban Exploring. I found a site about the disused stations on the London Underground. I’ve always looked out for the ‘ghost stations’ as I ride on the underground but I’ve never seen one. This picture is wicked - I never thought that there would actually be disused trains down there.
At the weekend I liberated myself from one of my vices. No more talking ceaselessly about absolute shite on the weekends. No more 7 hour memory blanks. No more doing things that I shouldn’t do, and then not having the foggiest until someone tells me the next day. No more freaking out friends that aren’t quite sure what I’m on and want me to go and stand over there please….

1. Prepare to die, Ebenezer!

2. After crushing, the vacuum cleaner removes the debris

3. Happy and free!

4. Putting away the vacuum cleaner (photo by Steve)