this is a piccadilly service

"Were an hour late for our party in london, and were currently stopped in the middle of a tunnel. Fan-fucking-tastic!! Were eating salt and vinegar crisps in the hope that one packet will prevent us from puking our pink champagne, jelly shots and rose spritzers over our dresses. We changed into flats the minute we got to cockfosters, god help us for the rest of the night. Oh and yes we are still in a fucking tunnel. nothing like being propt ey?"