31 December 2011

Ghost Tape Vol.6

I love Ghostpoet and you should too! The latest mixtape from one of the nicest and very talented artists on the London scene. Whoop Whoop!

Tube Strikes On Hold

Via: Tube Strikes On Hold | Londonist

Whoop whoop. A bit of a delay on the latest tube strikes. Without saying too much on my personal opinion of these things, I'd think this is good news and a delay of a nuisance to all.

In other news, I could take this time to remind you that your Travelcards will be going up by 5.6% ...or circa £5 for 1 month in zones 1-2 in less dramatic descriptions of the situation.

Happy Travelling!

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30 December 2011

Abandoned and Ghost Tube Station Infographics

Spotted on - London Underground Tube Diary - Going Underground's Blog

I love a good infographic - and even more when it's actually interesting and telling you something new!   


View all 5 featuring the District, Central, Metropolitan and Northern lines here.


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29 December 2011

A Tale of Two Cities

World, I love London.  This should be common knowledge at this point as I wouldn't have studied here, shelled out the mega £££ on visas and started a blog about all the places and things I love about this city.  As of late, however, I've discovered a London I didn't know existed.

Each morning I catch the bus to Finsbury Park station for the Victoria line to work in Central.  The bus comes about every 5 minutes, and only takes 5 minutes to get to the station. If it's running a bit late I walk a part of the way until it shows up or I get to the other station with more busses.  When I get to Finsbury Park, I walk down the tunnel, full-speed typically, to get to the Southbound Victoria line platforms. I know how to time it just right so I can beat the laggers getting of the bus and catch the train as soon as it shows up.  My office is at the centre of Tottenham Court Road so I typically walk (a lovely 10 minutes in the morning) from Warren Street to the office as that's the closet stop on the Victoria line. When all is said and done I can get from N19 to W1T in just under 30 minutes.

On 15th December, I got a little too excited about probably the only Rihanna song I like playing at the Christmas Party


*did you get the same Man Like Me/Ikea ad because ZOMG I love them!
Man Like Me - Glastonbury 2011


See - now I'd like to get up and dance! This song gets me in a good mood - but now I'll only be able to think about slipping on the floor and falling. Falling really fast. Falling really hard. I thought nothing of it; I've danced and taught dance for years. I've sprained, bruised, displaced and twisted more things in my day.

For the following week, each morning I caught the bus to Finsbury Park station for the Victoria line to work in Central.  The bus that comes about every 5 minutes, and only takes 5 minutes to get to the station was running late. I walked a little bit towards the station but I didn't get as far as I normally do - something was slowing me down.  I walked down the tunnel, at a rapidly decreasing speed, to get to the Southbound Victoria line platform. I know how to time it just right so I can beat the laggers to the platform, but I found myself becoming one fo them.  I walked (a piercing 15 - 20 minutes) from Warren Street to my office at the centre of Tottenham Court Road. When all was said and done, I got from N19 to W1T in just under 45 minutes.

This went on for seven days. And then I did something I typically never do.








I cried. This pain was serious and I couldn't take it anymore.



If I followed the advice from NHS I would've had to wait another 3 or 4 days to be seen by a doctor, so I went straight to Accident and Emergency (aka the ER) the next day.  I don't have the actual X-ray but here's a drawing and the technical term for what was is going on in my foot:

Fractured Foot

Apparently that fall did more than just hurt a bit; it ripped off a piece of bone. I dance on my toes/the balls of my feet, and you most likely walk on this part of your foot the most.  I'm unable to use that bit for 4-6 weeks now and have been sentenced to crutches.

1 week old foot wrap

Now World, each morning I catch the bus to Finsbury Park station for the Victoria line to work in Central.  The bus that comes about every 5 minutes, and only takes 5 minutes to get to the station was running late. The next bus: 11 minutes. I couldn't walk to the next stop, I couldn't even walk to the station if I wanted to do so.  I eventually made it to Finsbury Park and hobbled, at best, down the tunnel trying to avoid the person I was just 2 weeks ago speeding past the 'laggers'.  I make it to the Southbound Victoria line platform and on a good day, after what is now a 15 - 20 minute tiring journey to the station, and hope that someone isn't 'pretend sleeping' on the tube so I can rest for the measly 4 stops I have to Warren Street. I wouldn't dare exit at Warren Street to get to my office at the centre of Tottenham Court Road. I'd rather hobble a little but stay underground longer just to switch for the Northern Line to Goodge Street. But everyone from media is on their way to work at this hour so this is a busy station to leave.  I hobble up the stairs that most commuters try to position themselves closest to on the train cars.  I get pushed, I'm in the way, people are huffing and tutting, we all need to rush to the 4 decrepit lifts that take just as long to come as if we chose to walk the 193 steps up to ground level. I hobble, as best as I can at this point. I'm tired - your wrists take a lot of pressure moving your entire body. I make it to the office and I don't move for the next 8 hours until I have to go home.

When all was said and done, I got from N19 to W1T in just under 1.5 hours.

World, I'm not writing this entirely to have a whinge.  Obviously it sucks massively and I absolutely HATE those crutches even though when I try to walk without them my body reminds me quite sharply that I need them still. But could you imagine a London where THIS was your life every single day?  When TfL say they have 'step free' access (which is QUITE limited mind you) do they consider the massive tunnels connecting platforms as well?  And us, we've all done it - been a pretend sleeper on the tube so you don't have to get up for someone. 4 stops, hell 2 stops on the tube may not seem like a lot, but after crushing most of your body weight on your wrists for 30 minutes, those few stops are the only time to relax before dragging yourself along again.

So, World, I won't be seeing much of London for a while - it's really too much effort without a personal door-to-door cab around London at the moment. But I'm starting to get a bit concerned for those that need an Accessible London - particularly during the Olympics!  Maybe Annie Mole has some suggestions - but for the time being, Ariel Seeking will be resting.


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