Until very late last night we were informed by Network Rail that the work was running on time and that we would be able to run a full service this morning. As a result we were unable to provide advanced warning of the disruption.
Source: One Railway
Today’s events were inevitable.
The apparently much-planned and documented railway engineering works to demolish a Victorian bridge and subsequent closure of Liverpool Street station overran this morning, causing disruptions to all services in and out of the capital from the east of England.
On the nation’s first day back at work since the Chistmas break, it wasn’t helpful.
An early morning of travel warnings turned into a day of working at home which then became a day of unpacking from the Christmas break, and also one of sorting and slowly returning to normal life, after two weeks of not really having to concentrate on anything.
There was one reason with which even the delayed ‘one’ services seemed appealing, though. The flat is, quite literally, freezing cold. It’s almost too cold to type, and even a bath this evening was only lukewarm at best.
It’s even back to boiling the kettle for washing-up water. I’m dreading the shower in the morning.
It’s all been caused by a hangover from a pre-Christmas scheduled repair, when a serviceman let me down, and constantly chasing him left me disgruntled with his attitude. Either he wants the work or he doesn’t.
Maybe the heating’s having a hangover of its own, too. Which is handy, just as snow and a cold snap is predicted for tomorrow.
Anyhow, all of that has left me sitting here wrapped up like an eskimo on an Antarctic catwalk, going for the ultimate in layered looks. I’m looking forward to going to bed tonight, just to keep warm. The Micro Hottie that was bought for me at Christmas may even get its first snuggle.
I knew I shouldn’t have turned the heating to a timed setting over the festive break, and a quick ring around this afternoon resulted in a we’re-too-busy-no-call-out from any Ipswich-based ad on Yell.com that had the word ‘plumber’ in it.
It could be next week at the earliest when someone can take a look at it, by which it may have kickstarted itself again, and warmed up to a respectable level in the intervening few days.
The trains are supposedly back to normal tomorrow (as normal as normal can be that is), which means that if I get into the office, it should be warmer than being here.
And it’s not often that you can actually say that about ‘one’ services, and can look forward to riding the trains.
Tags: 'One' Railway, engineering works, heating, Micro Hottie