Just got in. I’m now punch drunk with this shambles, I felt nothing today.
I get back to Northumberland Park just as the Caravaners get there. You can imagine what that was like. Luckily I’m only going to the Hale, the staff wait until everyone gets to the barriers to inform us that the Vic line is out!!!!!!
Back up the stairs and on to Liverpool Street, mercifully sans travellers. Get off and wait a full 15 minutes to get off the packed platform dodging people, buggies and bikes trying to get on the two trains on this platform.
I need to get to Waterloo, so Central Line to Bank, Northern to London Bridge on another third world packed tube.
London Bridge is full of vocal Millwall so I’ve gone from ‘Irons’ to ‘LIons’ with both sub species annoyingly bouyant.
Get to the platform for Waterloo East and I’m in luck, the train is in. Just as I get to the door I am a millimetre away from the Door opening button when the light goes out.
THE FUCKING , BASTARD, SHITBAG LIGHT GOES OUT! I stand there bereft as the bastard pulls away.
Get to Waterloo with three minutes to get my train, just make it after a personal best which left me breathing out of my arse, get a seat and think I’m sorted. Cue two brain dead very loud Spammers sit down with the biggest, smelliest bag of McDonald’s shite in England.
The perfect end to a perfect fucking day.