Sunday night.
Warwick, my PM, decided is late and after all tomorrow is Monday so a new week is starting, so he sent everybody home.
Got to Liveerpool street station and guess what, my train will leave in 15 minutes. Normally I will use the Metropolitan line but, for some time now, the Met line is closed during the weekend.
Anyway, gotthe train, close to home, 2 more stops. Right, the train stop. And I mean: STOP. Everybody is shuttered, we got the driver announcing that the train is broken. In a few words:35 minutes later the driver with his shopping is going to the other end of the train. 2 more busses and I will get home. Till now: 2 hours and 20 minutes. Let’s see what else.