TFL - Just Another Nightmare

I’d like to start off this week’s blog by thanking everyone who came to support us at The Slaughtered Lamb on Sat night. It was great to catch up with you all and we hope you enjoyed the night. We enjoyed the night – at least we did up to a certain point…after leaving the venue to catch the last train home the evening took a gradual decline for the next few hours….

We left the venue in an attempt to make the 11.15 train back home, however Ben & I (Emma) managed to lose the others who had gone to catch the tube and we were left wandering aimlessly around for the next 10 minutes searching for a tube stop. Eventually, with the aid of a sat nav on a mobile phone we found the desired location. On we got, Ben successfully going his way, and me n my fella on our way to Waterloo, with little chance of getting there now to catch the train, but travelling in vain hope until the announcement of several lines being closed due to work being undertaken.

DAMMIT – we thought as we planned for a new route back.

45 minutes later, we were standing in Waterloo station looking for any train going in our general direction…we’d just missed 1 back to a nearby town by 3 minutes! Never mind…last train 1.05 – we’ll get that one. Off to Burger King it was to kill a little bit of time – and to be fair, it went quite quickly. 1.05 arrived and we happily made it to our platform and found a seat…we waited – and waited…and waited!! But our train never left – SIGNAL FAILURE – the guard informed us all.

Genuinely not having any other option other than to sit on a train which was now well over an hour late, which may never move or pay £80 for a taxi home – we opted for the taxi…only 50000000 other people had also had the same idea and there were no taxis available! We queued, n waited, n waited and queued but we didn’t seem to be moving in the taxi line!!

THE TRAINS GOING!, came the shout from out of Waterloo – so we ran, back to the platform, back onto the train, found yet another seat and sat there – and waited, and waited. We waited – and eventually – over 2 hours after schedule the train left the platform. We finally made it back to the station, where we now needed to get a taxi as we were further from home than we would have been had we not missed our initial train. So we stood in yet another queue and waited for taxis. I’m sure you can imagine taxis are few and far between at gone 4 in the morning so it was a fair old wait, but eventually – tired n grumpy we arrived at ours at 4.30am

So – conversations were had the next day as I informed people of the torture we’d been through the night before and the decision was made that never again will we ever trust public transport to get us to or from a gig!!!

We’re hoping for a more successful, more accessible and equally enjoyable evening on Thursday and look forward to seeing you all at The Icarus Club in Lewisham tomorrow!!