I am now working out of offices in Shoreditch rather than in Chelsea and I have yet to organise my showering and changing facilities. Because of this I haven’t been cycling to work.
Commuting by public transport is something that I have grown unused to over the last 12 months and January has been a bit of a rude awakening for me. Expensive, crowded and often late, I can’t wait to get back on the bike.
One thing that really struck me was the reaction of a bendy bus driver when I got on at London Bridge this morning. I got on at the front door and flashed him my travelcard (Oyster cards don’t work in suburban south east London!), he didn’t even look look up. I might as well have shown him a Christmas card from my children.
It is clear that he had little or no interest in seeing whether I had a legitimate right to travel. Fair evasion is prevalent on bendy buses and the operating companies’ funding gives them little incentive to make people pay. The sooner we get a grip of London’s public transport the better.