I
never do that mad dash for the tube as the doors are closing (why people??) and
i don’t run for the bus – there will literally be two along in a minute.
Rushing around for things is a bad London habit that causes unnecessary stress. However...I have found an unexpected exception to my rule. I recently ran for a Burger!
Not just any burger mind...a Dirty Burger. An 11pm closure was too premature for
my mid-week, drink fuelled craving for slaggy food. I literally had 6 minutes tube to door. Did I make it? You'd be
surprised at the kind of speed i find when there’s the promise of food! And yes,
the exertion was worth it. The walk back to the tube took much longer...
