Something in the water
Weather, you bring out the worst in people. It took me two hours to get out of the city tonight. With flash flooding, an AC/DC reunion on one side and a Taylor Swift concert on the other, the city clogged like tissue in a drain. After an emergency phone call to my mum, I spent forty minutes wading outside The Forum in a pair of empuddled sandals that made my feet prune.
You see the same kind of craziness when the weather gets unbearably hot. Drivers tooting, trams binging, people sprinting and sloshing. Swimming in the road. The crowd of people waiting for my tram heaved and surged as the doors pulled up. Nobody would even let the people who wanted to get off the tram down the stairs. My sister says she thinks that’s what a war must be like.