Bob Crow has barely been buried and we have another tube strike on our hands. I have fond memories of the last strike, where it took me double the time to get to work and I saw the true face of humanity. People crammed from floor to ceiling on what precious trains there were, long walks between stations and a general air of desperation and body odour.
To be honest, there was an odd sense of camaraderie among those who were foolish enough to try and get to work instead of doing the decent thing and staying at home.
The strikes are said to happen on the 28th of April. In preparation, I will start my training and secure a kevlar vest from those dodgy kids from the estate down the road.