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February 03, 2003
Spirit of the Blitz
Odd moment of cameraderie from last week: On the way home from work - normally an easy journey, from one end of the central line to the other - I was surrounded by loads of other utterly hacked-off people who'd been travelling for two hours and still weren't home. Piling onto a rail replacement bus at Stratford we grumpily sit there to Leyton, begrudging those sods whose journey was already ending. Settling down to another ten minutes of thousand-yard-stare before we get to the next stop we're all suddenly shocked into awareness by the fact that the bus driver has taken a wrong turning. He doesn't know where we're going!
There's nothing for creating a bit of human bonding than the participative experience of 20 people all trying to get the bus on track. Shouting out directions, passing the reins of control on as you finally hit your stop, knowing how bad it *could* have been if we hadn't all pulled together...
It lightened the soul at a grim time.
Posted by Tom Dolan at February 3, 2003 06:58 PM
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