That Monday Morning Feeling

Hi Boss
Normally I catch the 0620 from Norwich which gets to London 0820. Today however, the 0620 was cancelled due to ‘overrunning weekend engineering works’ (someone should tell Network Rail that Monday doesn’t fall on a weekend) so I got the 0635. This has crawled along with all the speed and enthusiasm of an arthritic snail with brakes on. It’s now 0925 – three hours on a train and almost an hour late – and we’re stuck near Stratford waiting for an ambulance to collect someone who’s collapsed on the train, which isn’t surprising as it’s been standing room only since Ipswich (aside: when I try to type ‘only’ it comes out as ‘oy’). The upshot is that I’ll be in the office very late. Had I been working at home I’d have done a day’s work by now (National Express East Anglia have yet to discover wifi) Welcome to Britain, home of the Industrial Revolution.