So I get up in the dark
it now costs £2 to get down the road on the bus (still driven by evil kenivel bent on injuring us all)
before bording the tube stuffed with miserable people to get to work which is mega busy as most of our senior staff are still kicking it back in their home-county pads
leaving me sweating away for a pathetic wage packet which if I'm lucky will allow me to buy a 20% share in some half burned out crack den in 2025, if not I'll continue to be placed over a barrel by an evil letting agent and thrashed for every penny I earn for the rest of my life.

Remind me why I live in London.