This morning, we gritted our teeth and hopped on the Northern Line via Bank to go to Borough and Brixton Markets. The trains were sparsely populated. We trickled sadly past the closed-off platforms at King's Cross and had a brief moment of panic later when we stopped in the tunnel before Kennington. However, once at Brixton, we spent ten pounds on a hat and two pairs of sunglasses, which gave us the opportunity to demonstrate that we Londoners are keeping our cool on the Underground.
One of our house guests wearing the hat.
Marco in the sunglasses on the Victoria Line.
I don't know what's up with the MTV angle here. You'll have to ask my boyfriend.
But you might have to take a number to talk to him, baby. Form a queue, please. No pushing.