Commuting Crises

Unfortunately, I have not yet reached a level of affluence where I can be chauffeur driven to work each day and like so many other London dwellers I am forced to use buses and tubes- cautiously pressing the cushioned seat before committing to sitting in case previous passengers have had an accident (I have friends who have made the mistake of sitting without testing first and lived to regret it)
This mornings post is brought to you from the Number 2 bus which has been stuck in traffic for the last 50 minutes. Of course, the driver hasn't bothered telling anyone why. Twitter informs me that there is a broken down bus AND a 'Police Incident' on the tube.
The musical entertainment of my morning is being brought to me by the vacant looking girl to my left. How kind of her to share her musical tastes with the whole bus. I love nothing more than listening to the nasal wails of Rihanna or one of her contemporaries on full volume at this hour.
I really should invest in the Pashley Princess Sovereign- which looks terribly chic and would make visiting farmers markets at the weekend much more convenient.. And I wouldn't have to endure the masses during my morning commute.
There is the possibility of being knocked off on the reckless roads of London but I feel this is a risk I am going to have to take.