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So yesterday morning I caught the nine twenty one train to London.
It left at 9.20.
I took the eighteen fifty one train home.
It left at ten to seven.
After years of complaining about the crap service, are the trains all running a minute ahead of time now?
No. Not quite. The evil empire lost its franchise on our line on April 1st, and a new company quietly took over, with no more fanfare than some clowns juggling at Liverpool Street Station. Let’s hope that’s not a portent of things to come.
The new franchise merged three services into one under a single name - one. So now all the trains are billed as running a minute later than they should, purely by dint of stupidity, and a misguided focus group that thought it would have been a good idea to name a train company after a number.
I suspect that on Monday morning I’ll catch the seven thirteen one service. Now that will be confusing.
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