Another train related story...
Bloke helps wife and her baggage onto train. Doors close behind him, leaving him on train with wife and baggage.

We're on a sprinter train in Leicester and the last stop before London. He tries to explain his plight to the conductor who was having none of it. Bloke then had to pay a return fare.

Half an hour later, train breaks down and we are on the train for 5+ hours. Its a bank holiday!
We finally get into London after the trains have stopped running for the night, so he then had to find accommodation for the night, before returning the next day.

Expensive weekend for him me thinks :)
(a5972s, Wed 23 Dec 2009, 14:02, 7 replies)

now that fucking sucks

( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Wed 23 Dec 2009, 14:02, closed)

Bloody hell.
That's an absolutely rubbish day for him. No way he could get compo for it, either.

Poor guy.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Wed 23 Dec 2009, 14:05, closed)

:(
I wouldn't laugh at that
(fuksox is a noob. deal with it, Wed 23 Dec 2009, 14:10, closed)

That simply isn't funny.
Poor sod.
(anvil, Wed 23 Dec 2009, 15:20, closed)

It *would* be funny
If the guy was the same one who pushed in front of the young lad in the previous story.
(Captain Skippy pooed in a bag and left it on your doorstep, Wed 23 Dec 2009, 15:34, closed)

that'd be awesome

( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Wed 23 Dec 2009, 16:17, closed)

At the risk of sounding like a trainspotter
I don't think "sprinter" is the right word.
(Vice Admiral Sir Charles Cockbrush KCB MBE DSO, who is finding it increasingly difficult to log into b3ta.com wants to duck your aunt and kick your puppy, Wed 23 Dec 2009, 16:04, closed)