Severe delays aren’t just an inconvenience; they’re a shared London experience. They remind us that this ancient, grumpy, wonderful system is held together by hope and Victorian engineering. We complain about it, but we also love it, like a misbehaving pet.
So next time you hear that announcement, take a deep breath. Look around the carriage at all the people rolling their eyes. You’re all in the same soggy boat. And when the train finally jerks forward, feel that collective, silent cheer. You made it. At least until tomorrow.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to check the TfL app. The district line is flashing yellow. Wish me luck.
