I want to break my own tube etiquette rules

Perhaps understandably, I've been quite a stickler for observing my own tube etiquette but recently I've found myself wanting to break one rule in particular rather frequently - that of talking to other people.

The etiquette states, quite clearly, that we do not talk to strangers on the tube - 'Londoners are rude, just deal with it'.

Perhaps because I've moved out of town and am only a pseudo-Londoner now, I find myself softening. Perhaps I shouldn't and cannot be a rude Londoner anymore now I live on the coast where everyone talks to each other and are 'good neighbours'.

Observing this etiquette has been pushed to the limit on various recent occasions:

- being stuck underground in a tunnel for 25 minutes on a two stop journey that should take just 3 minutes and henceforth missing my train.  I wanted desperately to start a rant off with some people standing next to me but that would also break another rule - we all understand as a rule of engagement that the tube is not usually on time and subject to problems and so tutting, swearing and exhaling loudly etc is not on...

- the budget: - having been locked away at work writing opinion reaction and content I desperately wanted to quiz random Londoners on what their views were to see if our corporate reaction was a general one

- most recent sporting results: I get very excited when I hear sporting news and results and feel the need to 'react' with others. This was particularly noticeable during the cricket world cup, whenever England play football and

- the Royal Wedding: I'm getting married two days before Wills and Kate (who stole our original date) and feel an inexplicable urge to discuss this every time I read something in the paper about how much their wedding is costing the taxpayer. Thank goodness I've not actually done it yet...

So what am I to do?

Either admit that I'm no longer a Londoner (which I do not think I'm going to be ready to do for a while yet)

Or reprint the next edition of my book with this rule caveated with a number of circumstances where it is, in fact, allowed.

Perhaps it's just secret option number three - continue to keep my big gob shut and hold back the frustration and excitement for when I 'disembark.'