As is usual on Saturdays, myself and workmate Gary shut the office down and headed home at around 21:50. I decided to check out the tubes, so walked down to Farringdon and arrived just as a Hammersmith & City line train arrived enroute to Hammersmith. There were a number of groups sharing jokes over drinks but as far as I saw nothing too wild... not until Kings Cross St. Pancras anyway, where a single cleaning lady had the thankless task of cleaning up a platform that was absolutely wedged full of drunk and rowdy people. Quite the opposite to those on board the train, who were sipping their drinks over largely calm discussion and banter.
Then at the next stop, Euston Square, the train operator announced that we were being held due to an incident further ahead. After a few minutes we were off, but passengers for Baker Street were advised to change at Great Portland Street for Metropolitan line services due to an incident on the Circle/H&C platforms. Off I hopped at Great Portland Street onto what appeared to be the Goth's station and waited three minutes for the next Uxbridge train. The driver glided his train into Goth Central smiling like a Cheshire Cat, and took me one stop onwards to Baker Street (Met platforms).
Along with six bunny rabbits all clutching Smirnoffs, I descended the escalator to the sound of a maddened station supervisor who boomed down the PA "All cleaning staff drop whatever you are doing and get down to platforms five and six so we can reopen them - they're in a right state!". A Bakerloo line train was sitting stationary with it's doors open so I hopped aboard the thrash-machine, only for the driver to announce that he was not stopping at Waterloo. Probably looking like a total prat to everyone else, I jumped up and alighted just seconds after boarding and did a quick cross-platform shuffle over to the s/b Jubbly. A train was half-way into the platform so it was a simple trip down to Waterloo without hardly a can or bottle in sight!
Seemed the Facebookers and Co. were sticking strictly to the Circle line as planned, which upon arrival at Waterloo was being reported as suspended in one direction. Not sure which though as by this point I had stuck my headphones in. I got up onto the concourse at about 22:26, with plenty of time to spare prior to the 22:39 Class 444 home which had the rear loo out of order, for which the female guard apologised for over the PA. She never came around to check tickets though... Oh, and don't forget the cat that I nearly sent myself over my handlebars for, by braking so hard to save after it oh so casually strolled out in front of me! The last thing I really fancied doing at 23:30 was scraping cat's guts off the front of my Scoot!
hock: Apart from the Kings Cross island platform being wedged, it wasn't really too bad when I passed at 10pm - certainly nothing to the level of those photographs!
(not really, don't see us like that!)