I briefly considered advising a station attendant and rejected this idea as being futile and certain to cause frustration. After all, I am only a
A look at life from a bloke who used to live in beautiful Ruislip on the fringe of London and who used to travel to work each day by train. But not any more. [I suppose this will have to do: Ed]
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Parallel worlds
No problem on the Bakerloo this morning. I came down the steps at Baker Street, saw one leave and the next arrived within two minutes, with another indicated a couple of minutes behind. Arrived promptly at Waterloo. As I left the station, although a normal pattern was shown on the electronic arrivals board, they were announcing "Severe delays on the Bakerloo" and had handwritten the same message on the noticeboard at the top of the escalators.
I briefly considered advising a station attendant and rejected this idea as being futile and certain to cause frustration. After all, I am only apassenger customer and will be treated as though as I know nothing. Bitter experience you see. So I kept schtum and left.
I briefly considered advising a station attendant and rejected this idea as being futile and certain to cause frustration. After all, I am only a
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