I am back in London again to pick up a prize and continue my ongoing comparison of my native city with the one where I live – New York.
As always, when arriving at London Bridge station this morning, I was reminded of T. S. Eliot’s lines from The Wasteland:
Eliot once worked in Lloyds Bank as a clerk. I recall that Sir Jeremy Morse, the former chairman of the bank, had tears in his eyes when he recited those lines from memory in a valedictory speech.
Anyway, this morning they were as true as ever as I pushed through the crowds to board the Jubilee Line. A sign proclaimed that the line service was good but, as Bill Clinton might have said, that depends on the meaning of the word “good”. Read more



