Monday 22 September 2014

Just when...

You think they can't f*ck up any more the shower of shit running Greater bloody Anglia come up with yet another jaw dropping piece of f*ckwittery.

For our delectation tonight we have another f*cked up train.

But this one goes above and beyond even the crass incompetent uselessness we've come to expect from these clowns. This one is blocking not one, not two, but the grand total of FOUR platforms at Liverpool Street.

As you can expect it's headless chicken time again as they try to get their collective brain cell around this latest balls-up entirely of their own making.

As always, they've gone into default, cancel f*cking everything mode and trains are being chopped left right and centre. It's pitiful.

And now, for some reason best known only to this bunch of cretins, because they never bother to tell us what the f*ck is going on, we're now sitting motionless outside of Stratford.

I just despair.

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