To preserve your sanity, say no to London driving
Monday 17 October 2016
Not that long ago, I arranged to meet a friend who’d just had her first baby. …….
It took me more than two hours to make a journey that should have taken 45 minutes. My eventual bean sprout and halloumi wrap was as ashes in my mouth. My eventual soya latte was as bitter gall. There is no rage like it. The Michael Douglas character in Falling Down, you’ll recall, embarks on a most excellent murderous rampage after abandoning his car in a traffic jam.
London had defeated me. London has defeated all of us. We are suffering from urban atheroma. A new study reports that the average Londoner spends 12 days of his or her only life on Earth, every year, stuck in traffic. In the centre of town, buses travel at 3.8mph — a bit slower than a brisk walk and a lot slower than a horse and cart. In the three-quarters of a millennium since Geoffrey Chaucer was shivering in his one-room apartment above Aldgate, London traffic has actually slowed down.