The morning after the night when London goes nice

I have a love-hate relationship with New Years. It continues to annoy me that so much attention is paid to one night of the year, and for weeks people ask what your plans are. Why should it matter?

Anyway, last night I ventured out for what turned out to be a pretty good night all in all (to be honest, there’s not much competition in the “best new years eve” category), and remembered that this is the one night of the year when London is different.

Newcomers to the city always talk about how unfriendly the tube is – how no one makes eye contact, or talks, or seems to care… To be honest, when you’re subjected to the stresses and strains of a daily commute, you stop caring about whether the people around you are being nice, you simply want to get where you’re going.

But New Year’s Eve is different. There’s the practical aspects: it runs all night long and is free; combined with the atmosphere. People smile, talk to eachother, offer directions and not simply because they’re plastered.

Last night also saw mass breaking of Boris Johnson’s law against alcohol on the tube, which initially I thought was great, always good to defy Boris (especially as thanks to him my travelcard costs more as of tomorrow). I was less keen on it on my way home when I came across several incidences of tube chunder. Honestly, sickness and the tube just should not be combined – I think it’s something every Londoner fears, either feeling sick on the tube & having nowhere to go, or being with someone who gets sick. Ewwww.

Anyway, I digress. Minus the vomiting, last night is really how London should be all the time. Shining, happy people on the tube, proferring A-Z’s to baffled and lost tourists; public transport that runs all night without having to resort to surreal night buses and general merriment. All good.

So 2009 is now upon us. I’ve not made any real resolutions yet (though some have been suggested to me – not sure that’s a good thing!) and really nothing is different to how it was yesterday. But, there’s a part of me that likes the idea of a clean page, and wondering what might happen over the next 12 months, it’s kind of exciting, possibly.

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