Train to London yesterday took just under two hours which is great. Train home took 3 including a 20 minute stop in Rugby getting me into Manchester at 1am. I think Beardy Branson should be made to endure that kind of ‘quality customer service’ from Virgin Trains at the end of a long day.
Riding to work this morning. Three number 50 buses within a 100 metres of each other. No wonder there is always an epic wait for one. With no competition on some routes there is no incentive for Stagecoach to sort this type of mess out.
None of this encourages me to even remotely consider working in a job where commuting is reliant on public transport. I’ll stick to my bike. Today’s probably the last day of riding to and from work without lights. The clocks fall back on Sunday, so it’ll be the season of commuting by lights until the 28th March from now on. Best dig out the HID…