tommers
Fuck it, it's fine.
Like I give a fuck.As Bungle73 is no longer with us I'm going to have to take on the task of reminding you that southern aren't responsible for the signals.
Like I give a fuck.As Bungle73 is no longer with us I'm going to have to take on the task of reminding you that southern aren't responsible for the signals.
Wear steelies to return the compliment.Top tips Londoners:
When you’re hurrying for work and tube corridors are busy, you can
(A) Kick the back of my feet. Yes, you’ll get to work quicker. Riiiight. Oh no... you can’t kick past people, you’re just being a ****
(B) Not do that.
Why why why... grrr.
Got on the train today - packed as usual, and I had a reservation. The seat was occupied by a lovely dog sat on a blanket - a fairly hefty boxer/bulldog type thing that must have weighed a fair bit. Advised the woman that I'd reserved that seat, only to be met by huffiness. Rather than get the dog to sit on the floor she moved it onto her lap for the remainder of the long journey. The poor dog was clearly uncomfortable.
My bus route goes through Windsor. Well, at least it did on the way home. Because of this Royal Wedding barf-a-thon they've got planned, my bus took a diversion around the castle in the morning because apparently it was rehearsals today or something, and the rush hour traffic on the way home was even more terrible than usual. Windsor itself looked more forbidding, with the homeless and their possessions having been turfed out, railings everywhere, portacabins, and what looked like a damn bandstand as well. Lots more filth than usual (including a Hampshire logo) with one I saw strolling along the pavement packing heat, looked like one of those semi-automatic MP5s they have. I swear they doubled the number of Union flags along the route by the castle. The tat shops also looked like they had gussied up their outdoor displays.
It was a bit fucking shit to be honest.
I was expecting this thread to be all flashing lights and alarm bells as the new Thameslink timetable sent the south east of England into meltdown this morning.
Stayed with some friends in Brighton at the weekend; there was intense discussion of their new morning and evening options. They had even printed out the new timetable and gone at it with highlighter pens. I'll await their accounts of what happened today. All the plates are in the air with everyone trying to second-guess which trains will be the busy ones now.New timetable takes trains off my morning commute but adds to my evening one.
I now have to get a 10 min earlier train in the morning as the next one is now almost half an hour later, where there used to be 3 in a half hour slot...
Although it was a Gatwick Express that was so empty I almost had the front carriage to myself.
A choice of 4 trains in half an hour for the homeward trip is better tbh.
Farmers. Fuck ‘em. They’re all fucking Tories driving big fuck off tractors at a top speed of 20mph, blocking my way, not paying any fucking road tax, barely paying any fucking fuel tax, creating massive tailbacks and even having the fucking cheek to do so on the A roads as well as the B roads.
I don’t know what has brought them all out today on the same day like some glorified Countryside Alliance protest but they can fuck right off and stop doubling the amount of time it takes me to drive my already too long fucking commute. There’s no crops around here, it’s all beef with a sprinkling of dairy. It’s enough to drive you fucking vegan. Ok, not that bad. I dunno though. Petrol bomb their fucking animals 4 Lions stylee.
Cunts.
While they should of course have their lights on - if you are going too fast to stop within the distance you have a clear view of ahead of you - ie. what you can see in your headlights - then surely you are driving too fast.The ones that I particularly despise are the ones on the A48 in Carmarthenshire, no lights, doing about 5 miles an hour in pitch darkness.
They'll be fine - I'll be dead if there's a crash. Utter wankers.
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However . Manchester - Preston - Liverpool is the triangle of hell today - major train crew shortages , which have been on for a while , but seem seriously bad today.
They're particularly disorientating when all the lights are covered in cowshit, but they've got an amber beacon flashing away. Judging distance is a bastard, then.The ones that I particularly despise are the ones on the A48 in Carmarthenshire, no lights, doing about 5 miles an hour in pitch darkness.
They'll be fine - I'll be dead if there's a crash. Utter wankers.
There is already 4 coaches waiting outside my local station so I fear that this evening will not be an improvementThameslink (Great Northern) has really struggled this am , though overall performance not even up to 70% , which is pretty desperate.
I drop my eldest over to Hemel Hempstead station once a week , never a great commute , today it took 1 hour 25 to get back , normal timings ought to be about 20 mins. Solid f==ing gridlock , and he won't allow me to use his radio , so tedious in the utter extreme. Never good , but this was the record.
The roads are so tightly balanced , that one incident gives chaos for 90 mins, still it gave me a chance to examine the potholes.....
Why can't you use his radio
He has an irrational hatred of Radio 4 ! (well he may be right sometimes..)
if you twiddle the knob you might find a station that isn't Radio 4