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Bristol to Bath Spa
Swindon and Didcot Parkway
London Paddington
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by Scooj
* I know. A rather lazy haiku today.
Tag: Train
A new dawn
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Passing through fog banks
glimpses of sunrise between
train trip to London
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by Scooj
Cross Country train
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Privatisation
ruination of our trains
profiteers clean up
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by Scooj
* The trains in England are a disgrace and an embarrassment. Visitors from overseas must be utterly bewildered by how bad our train services are.
Underfunded, with profits being creamed off by shareholders.
Why on earth do we put up with it? People will pay hugely inflated prices only to stand on a train, sometimes for several hours. Oversubscription is the norm, which must have implications for health and safety of passengers.
Surely if every passenger had to book a seat, sales would be curtailed when the train was full. I believe that is the system in America.
Delays, cancellations and reduced carriages are the norm. Often the electronic booking systems are broken. Encountering a ticket inspector/guard is a rarity.
Even if you get a seat, trains are grubby and cramped. Food and refreshment services patchy and expensive. The whole thing makes for deeply unpleasant experiences. It wasn’t always like this, and people used to mock British Rail!
Nationalise and subsidise the trains or set higher standards/penalties for operators.
The Privatisation obsession of Thatcherite Britain has failed its people but made a privileged few unimaginably wealthy. Disgusting.
Northern train
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The brightest cold moon
in a sea of blackened sky
train to Manchester
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by Scooj
Sprint
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King’s Cross train in five
I’m in St Pancras station
an ungainly sprint
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by Scooj
Sardines
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Railway trip to York
many more people than seats
thank goodness I booked
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by Scooj
* a terrible haiku describing an uncomfortable scene.
Trapped on a train
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Snorting and sneezing
infection circulating
in a contained space
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by Scooj
* since Covid-19 I am much more aware of people around me who might be sick and spreading their infection. I simply don’t understand why people don’t stay at home, or at the very least carry some tissues with them. It is about manners and new norms, but some people (the one sitting behind me) simply don’t care.
To ‘The Old Smoke’
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A silver blanket
settles on Somerset fields
and contrails criss-cross
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by Scooj
Out and about
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On the road again
more correctly, on the rails
Workshop in Worcester
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by Scooj
* for my American friends Worcester is pronounced Wooster… two syllables.
Dawn walk to the station
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Golden ginkgo leaves
Under a blood-red sunrise
a fine day ahead
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by Scooj
Natural adventures 