Myf Warhurst for The Guardian:
But once I’m down in the depths, I can see who London really is, not what London would prefer me to see. It’s a bit like when you come around to mine and I serve the wine in chipped glasses and leave the good crystal in the top cupboard. It’s the real London, not the good front room full of painfully well-behaved royals...
Almost everyone has to use the tube to exist in this town, so you simply have to get over yourself. For a moment, you’re part of a heaving, messy beast. It’s a great leveller in a country that sometimes still hangs on to class as currency. I like that.
A cool piece that echoes my feelings about public transport generally. In my opinion there are very few things as egalitarian as these modes of transport in modern society.