To the Network bloody Rail app, we're not due in to Witham till twenty past f*cking seven.
We've just arrived at Chelmsford and the wanker on the tannoy was announcing then that there'll be no connection at Witham.
So we're going to be stuck in that shithole until the next train, or more likely the one after, pitches up sometime towards eight or probably nine o'clock tonight, always assuming that one isn't f*cked up as well.
An ever present danger on this shambles of a railway.
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