You know how you can tell it is autumn? When the Metropolitan line starts going into regular meltdown, and what an autumnal week it has been. I suspect that this is going to be a bit of a long rant, so lets start on a positive note, or what should be a positive note – donuts. On Saturday 8th September, I had quite a hangover, but had to head into central London to pick up a suit. During my short spell on Oxford Street, a bird poo’d on me for the first time in my life, I found out the … Continued