A Winter's Tale
After one of the mildest starts to a year since records began, I woke up this morning to snow covered streets and gardens.
The morning drive to the station was a little bit treacherous due to fact that the roads hadn't been gritted or cleared. It is strange that despite the prospect of snow having been “forecast” for some time, it appeared as though this information was either not available to local councils OR it was available and they decided that as it was going to be so cold they would go on holiday.
The trains were no better. A journey that would normally take me 85 minutes took 165! At one point the driver of the train said “...there's a train ahead that's having some difficulty getting over a set of points but I'm hoping that if it does, it'll clear the way for us”; clear the way? This made it sound as if there was three foot of snow on the line not 3 millimetres!
Never let it be said though that the train companies didn't have a plan. They did send trains out to clear the lines in the early hours of the morning. However, why they decided to clear the line out of London first, when all the commuter traffic was needing to go INTO London is a mystery.
The trains were no better. A journey that would normally take me 85 minutes took 165! At one point the driver of the train said “...there's a train ahead that's having some difficulty getting over a set of points but I'm hoping that if it does, it'll clear the way for us”; clear the way? This made it sound as if there was three foot of snow on the line not 3 millimetres!
Never let it be said though that the train companies didn't have a plan. They did send trains out to clear the lines in the early hours of the morning. However, why they decided to clear the line out of London first, when all the commuter traffic was needing to go INTO London is a mystery.
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