Here's one: traffic. Okay so the average speed of traffic hasn't changed for a century (11mph, even in the days of horse and cart), but it's still as much of a nark. At least you don't step in horse-poo as much now though. But when you're a tour guide for a bus compnay and you are stuck in traffic, you tend to have to find things to say to keep people amused. I've been stuck on Westminster Bridge so often I've got a little poem, to counter the one written by Mister William 'Had his' Wordsworth in 1802.STUCK ON WESTMINSTER BRIDGE
A sunny day it might be
Big Ben is striking five
The Thames is flowing gently
It's good to be alive.
But I've been here for hours
The view is wearing thin
The traffics going nowhere
And makes a dreadful din.
The tourists are all bored now
With tales of County Hall
And Red Ken's GLC days
They just don't care at all.
The London Eye is faster!
At half a mile an hour!
At our rate we'll be lucky
To ever reach the Tower
It looks like rain is coming
It's colder than a fridge
Looks like we'll spend the evening
Stuck on Westminster Bridge...
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