Showing posts with label Double Seat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Double Seat. Show all posts

Wednesday, 10 September 2014

42042 & 42365 – 18:03 & 18:37 Wednesday 10th September




42042 & 42365

It was a very FGW day today.

First of all it was that red ringed and highlighted day of the year that means I get to spend over £4,000 pounds on a tiny slip of paper that allows me to travel between home and dirty old London town everyday for the next year. Remember kids, the ticket is for the journey, not for the seat.
This mucky deal was carried out by the best thing to happen to Thatcham Station since they repainted the platform shelters, Nice Peter, who made it the fastest 4 grand I’d ever spent but at least I was safely ensconced on the 06:57 and started the new travelling year with an on time arrival at Paddington.

What wasn’t on time is the 15 working days it took FGW to reply to an enquiry I’d sent in after the 2 hours I had to spend in a field just outside Theale. (Remember this fun episode fans?) What I was enquiring about was I’d heard that FGW produces letters for passengers to give to their employees when their time-keeping is called into question. As my three month review was due on that very same day I felt that being armed with such a letter might be prudent.



Alas what I got back from a certain Nigel D’souza wasn’t quite what I expected and leaving aside the fact he hadn’t bothered to sign it and the quite bizarre staple stamped in it in the middle of the page, there was no way I’d have presented this to any employee, even if I had been working for Fred Karno’s army, mostly because of the confusing sentence that read “…feel so let down especially you get late to work.”

I know it’s a cheap shot to take the micky out of one single missing word (God only knows how many mistakes are littered throughout this blog) but had this been included along with a signature and a properly presented letter I may have found it easier to believe Nigel’s ascertain that he was “genuinely sorry”, and hadn't just printed off a boiler-plate reply, shoved it in an envelope and was probably first in line for the canteen’s shepherd’s pie lunch as normal.

Still, he’s made the blog so that’ll be nice for him!

Tonight I got 42042, a Carriage D on the Penzance Service and 42365, a Carriage B on the Frome Service. I had a seat on both. Bargain!

Tuesday, 13 May 2014

44043 – 06:57 Monday 13th May

44043

Rookie mistake this morning.

Got on the carriage and faffed and fluffed and procrastinated as I shuffled down the aisle, rejecting spare seats for no good reason, chasing the dream of a spare double which was never going to happen on a busy Tuesday morning and consequently found myself right down the blocked off end of 44043, which to someone who hardly ever ventures down into this neighbourhood felt like I’d just decided to wander around the rough end of town whilst dressed in a suit made of ten pound notes.


To add insult to this self-induced and totally avoidable injury, when the person who had the reserved seat next to me turned up, they did that annoying thing where they stand directly next to your seat and then ask to get in. Fine, no problem with the letting you in but give me a chance to move out the way without having to leap over the back of the seat like a demented Rudolf Nureyev at this time in the morning.