IF HENRY Beck were alive today, it is doubtful he would ever have to buy himself a drink: a long line of grateful London Underground users would get there first. His remarkable foresight saw the Tube map transformed in 1931 from chaotic, wiggly, multicoloured strands of spaghetti, with almost indecipherable station names written at jaunty angles, to the clearer format millions rely on today. However, for all Beck’s good work, we wager ’s Guide to the Underground will present an infinitely
