One evening in London I had just been to the Photographer's Gallery to check out the The Deutsche Börse Photography Prize 2008 and was heading back west to Ealing where I was staying. This was the sight that greeted me when I reached Oxford Circus. The queue stretched far back dow n the street in all directions. It wasn't even moving. People were reading papers, doing Suduko puzzles and generally being very politely English.
I decided to walk to the next stop along - Bond Street - and lo and behold there was no queue and I managed to get on a tube train without any difficulty. This reminded me why I cycled everywhere I could when I lived in London. I hate commuting.