I was on the 5.53 from Kings Lynn to Kings Cross this morning and something rather odd happened. At around 07.10, the train started to slow down. It wasn't long after leaving Royston so I kew we weren't approaching a stop. It was dark outside so i couldn't exatly work out where we were and as the train drew to an unprecedented halt, I looked around the carriages and saw other passengers looking confused. Normally by now, the driver has told us why we are slowing down; a standard procedure for all drivers, I'm sure, in order to preserve the safety and sanity of the passengers.
But on this occassion, nothing came over the tannoy. Unlike the tannoy at Ely Station, where it's likely to attract an ASBO soon for being so loud, so early in the morning, there was no announcement.
This clearly caused great concern for me as I then started to replay the 'slowing down' over and over in my head, trying to use my photographic memory to identify a sound of a driver's door opening and closing. I couldn't recall anything, other than a sound of a whimper, like that of a dog, cold and wet, having beren locked outside the back door because the floor's just been cleaned.
I then fell asleep only to be woken by a sudden surge of people trying to get to the doors as we pulled in to King's Cross. What made me even more concerned was the driver's welcome upon arrival at King's Cross (20 minutes late) had been replaced with the falcetto tones of that over enthusiastic automatic announcement...
Why had the driver not warmly welcomed us in? Why had the driver not apologised forr the late running of the service? All manner of terrible things started running through my mind...no driver would leave us to fend for ourselves and make up an excuse as to why we were late in to work...therefore I could draw only one conclusion: the driver must have been kidnapped...
Monday, 8 December 2008
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