Friday, 10 July 2015

The Public Transport Saga: The Strike

Well, folks. It started well. Got up early. Only had to wait a minute for my bus on my alternative non-Tube route to work. Then half a mile down the road we encounter roadworks (ah yes, those by SSE who have been promising me [councillor hat on] they would be done by Christmas, last Christmas. 
Anyway, we eventually get past them. 
Next hurdle, crossing the A4. Hurdle, more like brick wall surrounded by a sea of red double-deckers and school run survivors. Well, whilst stuck in the aforementioned congestion many school kids wanted to get off. Bus driver didn't allow it (H&S). These teens started causing a ruckus and being abusive to the driver, and finally pressing the emergency button on the doors. Anyway, after sitting on the bus for 15 mins, the bus driver then voluntarily opened the doors and this was my only chance of escape. Escape, I did. Now, onto the next five furlong trek by foot, past the idling buses, rowdy kids and the heavily-polluted A4. Feel a small success as I managed to get to the other side without a whisker of injury! Found Brentford station down a smelly and urinated alleyway (LBH - please clean up your public thoroughfares). 
Bumped into a neighbouring borough former cllr colleague, Matt H. Awaiting the Waterloo train we had a natter about today's by-election where the wonderful Patrick Barr is standing (good luck, babes!). Platform sunbathing is a new thing to me, but as I have no choice but endure this luxurious chore, I contemplated my next moves into the capital. Surprise, surprise I managed to get a seat. This is virtually impossible on a non-strike Tube....
Update - I have realised I am sat on a train which stops everywhere possible. 
Current ETA at work 0925. That's a 100min voyage.
Just had a strange moment. Whilst checking my bus app on the progress of the next 507 bus the waiting time jumped from 4mins to 8mins in front of my eyes. My blood was bubbling away at this stage. Suddenly, my bus turned up. No notice, no nothing. Is this is a runaway bus not wanting to be tracked? A mystery, albeit an irrelevant one, I will never unravel.
Arrived! 107mins door to door with plenty of doors in-between and 69% of battery power later. Speak later peeps for my return journey this evening x

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