It is no joke....

We can all joke about the how namby pamby some people are for not being able to make it in to work but for some commuters it really is snow joke. It's not that long ago since I used to make the dreaded journey into London Town every day and, let's face it, even at the best of times it was only just bearable. But when you add in snow and the resultant disrupted services it becomes soul-destroying. Enough to make you give it all up and open a bookshop in Tonbridge! So walking past the railway station this snowy morning gave me a bit of a flashback and made me feel all warm inside and a bit smug. The train time table had obviously become irrelevant as people stood around arguing with staff and getting pretty agitated. I only lingered for a few seconds but that was enough to send a cold shiver down my spine and make me glad that I'm out of all that. I'm hearing reports last night of 3 hour train journeys back from London and people having to spend the night in waiting rooms. I hope they all have jobs which are worth all that hassle!...