Put aside the fact that the price is too high, the service is over crowded and the train is disgustingly filthy, what you now have to contend with is getting to the train doors through sacks of rubbish. Iincensed by this, I turned into Super Grumpy Ole Git, pants on the outside of my trousers, cape flapping in the wind (but then I did have sprouts the day before), I collared the “Catering Assistant” who in no uncertain terms told me to sod off and leave him alone, so I escalated to the train guard (sorry bloke charging for the tickets and just wanting to go home), he also wasn’t concerned about passenger safety an simply said in the event of an issue or accident they would simply move the rubbish out of the way. Now being a human being I know how we function and “approach the exit in an orderly manner” is translated into blind panic, so the last thing on anyone’s mind is to simply move the rubbish out of the way.
So Super Grumpy Ole Git has now lodged a formal complaint referencing Health and Safety. Watch this space, still at least I won’t get bored.