Right I have conducted an overnight study...
The northern line was very civilised last night. I got a seat all the way. A mad man was gibbering at the other end of the carriage but otherwise uneventful.
I got the 6.45 overground train to Mortlake.
Twas air conditioned, I sat all the way and not one phone rang. No-one called their wife. It was heaven. I read my book and chilled.
And this morning the only noise was from a vile man coughing and two schoolkids who were whittering on about some boy and used the work "like" about like 9 like times in every like sentence.
Then I got on the northern line
Took me 3 trains to even get on
nose jammed against some glowering psycho's armpit
Shins busted by some agressive woman getting off with a suitcase