Unreliable transport means that moods hang on the wires and tracks carrying it around the city. An interesting section in a new branch of modern psychology. The relief felt when a train comes in right after another and you know you will find a seat, because, in spite of the first train being jam-packed and the message saying “Next in 1 Minute” fellow travellers on the platform are determined to push at the doors and the big surge is stopped only by the loudspeaker demanding civility. We move on. The sky is moody today and the light, therefore, incredible when it suddenly broke through some massive clouds after a few stops out of a tunnel – where those who opted for waiting must still be – and into the open (public-transport fashion) air.