London Rush Hour A magnificent bolt of bright, white lightening struck across the blank, dark clouds which covered the sky like some form of colossal balloon. This lightening was striking over the massive capital city of England, London. The year was 1957.There had been a heavy thunderstorm the day before and today, the weather was proving not to have changed its mood. Many people were struggling through the noise, the merciless rain and the increasing intensity of the slow moving and utterly depressing rush hour. The rain poured down on the depressed people who were desperate to reach home and relax. One man was gagging to return back to the sofa and the television set screen. His name was John Mackey. He had just come back from a really hard day’s work at the local pharmacy and was down