dettolkills asked: Glad to see some original postage from London! Fed up of seeing the same London shit!

Haha, thanks :) I live in London so it makes it easier to just snap some pictures and post it :)

Location, location, location - a guide to sitting on the Tube

arensawkwards:

My local Tube station is very near the end of a line. As the carriage emptied, and as we neared the end of the line, spaces began to open. By my penultimate stop, there was me and the lady next to me. And no one else.

We were sitting next to each other in an empty carriage.

Now, I’ve been studying the unwritten set of rules on picking your seat on the Tube for a while now, so for those of you who aren’t as so akin to the wonder that is the London Underground, here is a guide:

The aim of the game: avoid sitting near a life form at all costs.

So, naturally, there’s something very odd about two people sitting next to each other despite a carriage-ful of seats available. I felt like I should move, but I didn’t for one reason: I couldn’t care less. London’s set of unwritten rules about keeping yourself to yourself and keeping yourself as far away from anyone else as possible is ridiculous.

Instead, I saw us there in solidarity. Me and a slightly-older-than-middle-aged woman, simultaneously breaking “the rules” of London public transport. Boris Johnson would be disappointed. I was ecstatic.

And I felt horrible leaving her to get off at my station. Like I was leaving a comrade in battle. At the very least, I thought I should say bye or something, or acknowledge her existence as I left.

These are the things that go through my mind. Go figure.