The above is a beautiful sight. Sitting in the queue on the right in a car, I envied it, hated it, despised it. Of course, the top deck of a bus gives you perspective. A queue of cars, 20 long measures about the same as that empty stretch of road ahead of me seated happily and serenely on the top deck of the bus - and yet, carries fewer people than were on the bus I was on.
I don’t have a car, but buses do move quicker through London than they’ve ever done. Maybe Ken is not so mad.
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