Life is like a game of Frogger

Sometimes a minor event can sum up a place so well. Yesterday on my commute to work, there were two grown men fighting in the street in the style of 5 year olds (a lot of pushing and shouting, but nothing that looked painful). A few things struck me about this, but the one which summed up London so perfectly, was the fact that nobody cared!

To a true Londoner, life must be like a game of Frogger. Some obstacles move and some are stationary. But as long as you get by all of them, without getting hurt in the shortest possible time, you would consider it to be a good day!

OK, I know that sounds really harsh but being like that is, to some extent, needed in a big city. Plus, if it was a proper fight, rather than two grown up kids having a tantrum, I'm sure that people (including myself) would have broken stride to help out in some way or another.