watch for the crossing
Currently there is a ad campaign over here for people to watch out at level train crossings.
Fair enough, they is dangerous.
But where is they?
I think you would be more likely to get killed in almost any other way in London.
No one ever talks about the big killer in your homes, changing the smoke alarm battery.
I have been here for a while now, and i can’t remember crossing one crossing.
Obviously there is some, unless this is a government conspiracy.
Which it could be.
In melbourne someone dies from a level crossing accident about every 8 minutes.
And yet i have seen more ads for them here than i ever saw in Melbourne.
Surely there are more important public service announcements they could be making here.
Don’t go on buses, you may get stabbed.
Watch for the squirrels, their crazy.
And don’t say hello to Australian guys on the street, ever.


Classic Londoncentrism ;)
Train crossings are more of a rural thing, and I think someone was killed the other week (in Essex or Kent or somewhere) so I imagine they’ve ramped up the advertising since then.
They usually go through phases. There’ll be a fire alarm campaign; fireworks; speeding; drink driving (around Xmas); unlicensed minicabs; …even knife crime.
“In melbourne someone dies from a level crossing accident about every 8 minutes”???? Geez, is there anyone left alive over there?
Lisa, you mean things happen outside of London now?
Anon, OK, you got me, every 16 minutes then.
Much better. Nothing supports a point like a credible statistic.
I think we should now take a moment’s silence for the 16Melburnians who have died in level crossing accidents in the four hours since I last posted!
:P
Much better. Nothing supports a point like a credible statistic.
I think we should now take a moment’s silence for the 16Melburnians who have died in level crossing accidents in the four hours since I last posted!
:P
I think there might be one in Wimbledon.
Anyway, Londoners do sometimes venture out of town to rural parts. And there is deffo one in Reigate where I visit my friend and get anxious every time I approach it.
Like the blog, BTW, and I’m not even Orsztrayn.
Bathsheba, thank you, and don’t feel bad, lots of people aren’t Australian.