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I wonder if the poor sods who got off at east Croydon for the Brighton train are still there.
Anyway, I wasn't so mad at the cancellations or delays, it was to be expected with the weather, but more so the complete lack of information, wrong information, barefaced lies, and poor attitude of the staff.
Well that was a pain in the backside getting home. Victoria was chaos with delayed and cancelled trains, but eventually managed to get on the 21.05. Just before east Croydon they announced the train wouldn't be stopping anywhere after Burgess Hill and would go straight through to Littlehampton (good for me) but anyone going to anywhere else would have to change and get on the Brighton train.
Of course I stayed on because they said it was going straight through to Littlehampton. Happy days, or so I thought.
Pulled into Gatwick, only for the driver to announce the train would be terminating there because of a tree on the line. This is about 20 minutes after the same driver had announced that the line was now clear.
Anyways, gets off at Gatwick, and goes to find a member of staff to ask when the next train to Littlehampton will be. He says you're not getting to Littlehampton tonight, to which I reply, well any idea how we're getting home then?
He then, and I kid you not, shrugged his shoulders and laughed (quick Starmer, give em another pay rise). Admittedly I snapped at that point and called him a pr××k, which was more than deserving imo.
Anyways, eventually we were all told to go to platform 6 and get a train as far as Horsham. Off we all go up stairs, across bridges, down stairs to platform 6, where we will have to wait half hour to get a train at least heading in some sort of right direction.
And wait we all did until just as the train pulled in, on platform 3. Mad scramble up stairs, across bridge, down stairs to get on this heaving train to Horsham.
Get to Horsham, and eventually, freezing cold and knackered, manage to get a train to Arundel. Only problem here was we then had to sit on the train just outside Christ's hospital for over an hour with no explanation.
Managed to get a taxi from Arundel, and got in at god knows what time.
And you know what? It was all worthwhile to see our first home win this millennium
I'm just hoping to be able to get to the game tomorrow, and more importantly get home again. 60mph winds due down here in Littlehampton from tonight, and all the way through tomorrow
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