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Maintaining social distance on the underground is really not hard at all these days as its mostly empty . Even before the current lockdown the bulk of the commuting population of London had not returned. It feels like its about 75% down which is inadvertently creating a very pleasant experience . This is in stark contrast to being on the Underground before the Invisible enemy descended as there was one thing that had really came to define London and that was packed tubes. And over the years, as rising rents shunted most normal earners into the outskirts to places they could afford the transportation system of this city became more and more congested.

Crammed in like the proverbial sardines, made to have your body pressed up against a stranger you had no interest in being even remotely near…this was life on the underground and we all endured it because we had no choice. At rush hour you looked down a carriage to see two hundred plus people in a space designed for 50 all pretending everyone around them didn’t exist. And that was the norm. Personal space was an impossibility. And you dreamt of travelling on a train that didn’t instantly induce a claustrophobic panic attack and then suddenly, one day, all the people were gone.

People have been avoiding the tubes since the pandemic to avoid people but there are not really any people on it. Not since I was a kid and I used to hang off the miniature punching bags dangling from the ceiling have I enjoyed being on the tube quite so much. But even though enjoyable, it is also very fucking eerie. You feel like you are in a sci-fi where everyone’s vanished and you are the last remaining person alive. It is also extremely weird because when you do see someone, they are masked up to the hilt looking like Bane’s offspring. You are too obviously but you can’t see how scary you look.

And yet this weirdness and emptiness is starting to feel normal so felt it was important to show you some shots taken on the night tube to remind you that it isn’t. We cannot make our current existence normal. This is just something we are doing temporarily whilst we wait for our pre-covid lives to return. We cannot forget this.

I am also sharing these with you as have just completed a new prototype photography book documenting 3 years of travelling on the night tube at around 3am every Saturday night on my way back from my ‘night job’ which is currently on hiatus as is the whole of the nitelife world. I know it existed because I have shots to prove it but it already feels like a dream..and I really hope we wake up someday soon…cos days are alright and everything but nights are way more fun..

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This week’s shots have all been taken on the night tube. I waited many many years for it to come into effect and am now very happy it is here as it was promised for so long and seemed like it would never actually happen. The first ever night it was on I was so excited to use it I stayed up all night at a friend’s party just so I could get it back. Unfortunately I slightly over-egged it and didn’t get on a tube until 8am which I realised wasn’t actually the night tube, it was the day tube starting again. I’d missed it by being too late which is a joke because the great thing about the night tube is that you are never late. It is always on. That is the beauty of it. No more rushing for the last train and having to cut your night short by several hours just so you don’t have to spend an arm and a leg on a minicab.

And then uber came in and it was cheap and fast and then suddenly the night tube didn’t seem so important. And with the decrease in nightlife venues in central london it felt like the night tube might have arrived too little too late. And for the first few months it came into action I barely used it. I then got a regular weekend night job which meant that I started using the central line every Saturday night around 3am from east to west london. And so these shots that you have seen this week are all from that weekly late night/early morning journey.

There are only 5 things that really happen on the night tube..people are either passed out, eating mcdonald’s, being drunkedly loud, snogging or…and this is the weirdest one of all…talking to one another. And I mean stranger to stranger. The one thing that would never happen on the daytime tube in a million years is actually a regular occurrence on the night tube. People interact. Yes, undoubtedly fuelled by alcohol but still, its a wonderful thing.

I try to take at least one shot on every journey and have been doing so now for over a year and will show you more over time. Although it is quite tense and I actually feel quite apprehensive taking shots as everyone is drunk and you are in very close quarters so if you get caught taking someone’s picture there is nowhere to go if they have a problem with it. Fortunately with my stealth like ninjaness I have been able to get away with it thus far which is a relief.

The shot you see above you was shot around last xmas. We watched from the next carriage as this girl, in her Santa hat and micro black dress, proceeded to give a guy who was a total stranger to her, a lap dance in front of everyone. I have been travelling the underground all my life and I can safely say I have never seen that before. And I’m pretty sure neither had he. He followed basic lap dance rules which stipulate you can look but you can’t touch. I actually thought he dealt with it pretty well considering it can’t have been what he was expecting on his journey home.

And I guess that is the beauty of the night tube. If the daytime version is personified by its repetitive regularity, its nocturnal counterpart is defined by its unpredictability…

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Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london

London is relentless so you have to rest when you can. Got five minutes? take a nap, you’re going to need it. Unconsciousness on the underground is a common sight. A lot of Londoners look exhausted. The pace of the city is so fast its difficult to slow down, mainly because you don’t want to. If you don’t keep up you might miss something and there’s a lot to look at, all the time. So a snatched sleep between events is sometimes the only way to stay afloat. A moment of peace amidst the chaos.

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Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london

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Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london