i wonder if i can claim the fame of being the first casualty of the new london overground (east london line) which opened a few days ago. eager to try this fantastic new service from new cross gate to town i quite happily went into work last tuesday telling everybody about our great new connection.
but - as they say where i come from - when the donkey gets too comfortable he walks onto the ice. on the way home i already felt quite familiar with all these sparkling new steps and curves and racing down the stairs to get my train without paying much attention delivered a little reminder: always look where you're going on the tube.
five days later and my ankle is about as black and blue as it gets. blood on the tracks, already!!!
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