EveningStar
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The downside was finding a seat on a busy train ... you could get some compartments now empty where the next one was still crush loaded.
Fenchurch Street 1987, non-corridor class 302 ready to depart, sprinted past full compartments and dived into empty compartment as guard gave two bells. Discovered reason for empty compartment was copious vomit on floor and a stench beyond description. Tell you, trip to Barking with head out of window was amongst longest 12 minutes of my life ...
