Trains, stupid theft and beginnings

I have decided that I need to rant-I think my friends have had enought of my stupidly pointless rants at time, so why not blog about it? No one will read it anyway.....:P

I came back to the pool on Monday, by train like I usually do. Usual route as well-High Wycombe to Birmingham Moor Street, walk to New Street and catch a train to Liverpool Lime Street(lot of stations are on streets....hmm) As I was catching my first train mid morning, I thought no problem-be back at number 62 by 2.

Wrong-so, so, so, so wrong.

First train was delayed, so I had to catch the next train at Birmingham. If only the troubles had stopped there. Then, in the time between the train I was meant to catch passing a small station (called......Hatfield, I think.........) and the train I actually caught reaching there, someone had stolen the signal cables.

WHY, OF ALL THE THINGS TO STEAL, WOULD YOU STEAL SIGNAL CABLES??
I wasnt aware there was black market for this sort of thing, or maybe they are building their own railway and need the parts.

Suffice to say, we were routed back to Crewe, where the ever faithful "Rail Replacement Buses" would take us onwards. But they didnt-cause I didnt realise that when an 8 carriage train, the first of many that is going to be delayed, arrives, they think they can fit everyone on 2 coaches. Not going to happen. So instead, taking my cue from a couple of fellow passengers(travelling with, of all things, a hamster in a sports bag. Strange.......) I decided to catch a train to chester, then on to liverpool. Simples, yes?

No-in short (as I realise my rant is probably overlong now)-crammed onto a tiny train to Chester, then packed like Sardines on a train to Liverpool. Which stopped at James Street(another street.....see the connection?) so I had to walk from one end of Liverpool to the other. Which with my large load and poor state of physical fitness, meant one thing-give up half way and catch a cab:P

And so, term 3 begins...........