I’ve moaned about the Tube before, but there was one element I’d completely forgotten about when it comes to using our capitals public transport. Mainly because we hadn’t yet reached the warm weather.

That element is the dreaded Tube Bogie.

You know the sort, they’re much like you’d expect to see if you’ve been snorting coal. Given enough time, you could gather enough raw material to manage a decent charcoal sketch from just one nostril. The warmer and drier it is, the worse they become.

(Actually, before I go any further, I just want to check, it’s not just me is it? I can almost picture you all reading this going, “what’s he on about? My bogies are clear as crystal, look, I’ll just have a quick rummage to check”)

OK. Phew. It’s not just me then. (more…)

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