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Showing posts with label Transport for London. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Transport for London. Show all posts
Wednesday, April 01, 2015
Tuesday, February 24, 2015
Get The Day Right!...
Opps. Someone at Transport for London, Islington Council or Arsenal FC can't get the day right. Arsenal FC vs Everton FC #AFCvEFV is on SUNDAY 1st March 2015 not 'SATURDAY' 1st March 2015 #tfl #arsenal #islington
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
Canal and River by Boris Bikes...
On Saturday Bobby and I hired a couple of Boris Bikes and took a cycle ride along the canal tow-path We stopped after a short while for a cheeky pint at a pub in Broadway Market - the fact the first leg took less than 30 mins meant it was free usage.
Refreshed we headed off again to Limehouse Basin and then joined the north bank of the River Thames cycling all the way down past Canary Wharf to a bike stop just across the river from Greenwich. There we dismounted - it took us 45 mins for this second run so we only had £1 to pay. Then we walked the sub-river footpath into Greenwich proper for a final well deserved pint at the Gypsy Moth pub.
Nice day out.
Refreshed we headed off again to Limehouse Basin and then joined the north bank of the River Thames cycling all the way down past Canary Wharf to a bike stop just across the river from Greenwich. There we dismounted - it took us 45 mins for this second run so we only had £1 to pay. Then we walked the sub-river footpath into Greenwich proper for a final well deserved pint at the Gypsy Moth pub.
Nice day out.
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
Wednesday, February 02, 2011
Victoria Line #Fail...
I get the London Underground into work everyday. The Victoria Line takes me door to door as is happens. As do many other people. Occasionally there's the odd delay in the service. Hey, occasionally there's the odd detective train and we get turfed off only to catch the next one. No biggy. You get used to it when you ride a 19th century mass transit system. But this morning was special.
First we were delayed between Euston and Warren Street. Then they emptied our train at Warren Street to regulate the service - planning to reverse the train up the line to cross over to the northbound line just outside the station. Then they couldn't do that as the train behind ours had come too close to the station platform and blocked the line. Then our train continued on it's way anyway without us in it. Then the next train pulled in. Packed of course. The that train was delayed due to a signalling failure at Victoria. Which was only affecting the 'new' trains not the 'old' ones. But there were plenty of new trains on the line so we all had to wait. So eventually we pulled into Green Park - my final destination - 25 minutes late.
While the 2nd train was waiting to depart Warren Street A scuffle broke out on the platform. The tube can be very hot and tempers were fraying. Someone had got off the train and barged someone else without apologising. Or they had, but the other guy hadn't heard him. How quickly the veneer of civility breaks down. Punches were thrown. OK, it's not quite Egypt but that was my drama this morning.
First we were delayed between Euston and Warren Street. Then they emptied our train at Warren Street to regulate the service - planning to reverse the train up the line to cross over to the northbound line just outside the station. Then they couldn't do that as the train behind ours had come too close to the station platform and blocked the line. Then our train continued on it's way anyway without us in it. Then the next train pulled in. Packed of course. The that train was delayed due to a signalling failure at Victoria. Which was only affecting the 'new' trains not the 'old' ones. But there were plenty of new trains on the line so we all had to wait. So eventually we pulled into Green Park - my final destination - 25 minutes late.
While the 2nd train was waiting to depart Warren Street A scuffle broke out on the platform. The tube can be very hot and tempers were fraying. Someone had got off the train and barged someone else without apologising. Or they had, but the other guy hadn't heard him. How quickly the veneer of civility breaks down. Punches were thrown. OK, it's not quite Egypt but that was my drama this morning.
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