My God, yesterday was bedlam at Canary Wharf, rushing people (male and female) clutching chocolate, rose and card - all available nook and cranny had been filled with expanded stall space, purveying a profusion of said items (at inflated cost), and it was chaos right from the off - imagine the worst Saturday in the run up to Christmas at Bluewater and you are starting to get an idea...
You can picture, then, how happy everyone was when it came time to leave work, clutching their fragile gifts and carefully written cards, hearts full of no other desire than to get to home or restaurant, where loved one, made up and dressed up, is impatiently sitting, sipping rapidly warming drink and surrepticiously checking the time...foot tapping nervously, occasionally trying the mobile, only to be sent stright to voicemail (thinking "He hasn't forgotten, has he"?)...when they arrive at the Jubilee Line to be greeted by this -
- an angry crowd, actually, a nearly riotous crowd, people were *JUMPING* the barriers, no, not naughty hoodies - *respectable* businessmen, in suit and tie, clutching flower and bottle - *vaulting* the ticket barrier - to scathing bursts of abuse from the PA system and desparate calls for the crowd to just grow up and be patient...
...welcome to modern London...
With Asterix in the Dungeons of Doom
3 days ago
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