My wife is one of those thousands of unlucky souls who have to endure the scandalously chaotic service on the main rail line into Paddington. Today, mid-journey, one of her neighbours noticed a rucksack had been left on the train. A suspicious package? Just to be on the safe side, he reported it to the driver, who told him that he couldn't do much about it as there were no guards or ticket collectors on board. So while passengers moved to another carriage, the train carried on into London, where the police were waiting.
Just another day in commuterland...
It's a shame but Brits have become inured to all this and then it will be people taken from the streets - yawn.
Posted by: james higham | Saturday, February 03, 2007 at 01:37 PM