It’s just occurred to me that listening to the Propellerheads version of a James Bond theme tune is a rocking way to go to work in London.

Marching with purpose to my theme tune this morning ensured that I remembered that I was on a very important mission. The fate of the world rests on my shoulders. (I need such a massage). Ready to break out my ninja-like moves at the first sign of trouble I contined to march with purpose. Speed, stealth and uncanny observation skills are at my disposal as I enter the most dangerous place on earth… The tube in rush hour.

I would need all my skills and training to get through this. Knowing that I am on ‘her Majesty’s secret service’ and my top secret mission cannot fail I go into stealth mode.

An evil mastermind must know I am here. The ‘screaming baby’ has been deployed! Nothing can make me break cover until I am ready. My exit strategy is already in place and my escape route planned.

Here we go. Precision timing is key. And go!

I dive through the enemy lines in spectcular style. Nothing can stop me as I race to make my connection and launch on to the next tube with millimetres to spare.

The end is in sight. I am seconds away from the rendevoux. The tube reaches it’s destination and I swiftly move up the staircase blasting all obstruction in my way. I duck into the building before the enemy spots me.

“Triple shot latte please”

“Would you like a pastry with that?”

“No, thanks.”

Mission complete. The world is safe once more.