TRAIN BLOG

I've just spent one hour, seventeen minutes and thirty-nine seconds staring at a darkened field just outside Manningtree. I may look quiet and serene but actually I am a coiled spring, about to go COMPLETELY berserk. I'm going to run up and down the carriage after the conductor pulling out tufts of my own hair screaming: 'Why, why, dear God, why are we still here; will I ever see my friends and family again; should I be drawing up my last will and testament? I never said goodbye to my parents.'

I'm not the only one, either; to my right is a chap banging his head on the window moaning: 'Is it too much to ask, really, that there be a buffet service on a train when they say there'll be one?' A teenager has just emerged from the loo sporting a fetching pair of galoshes and a peg on his nose and, to my left and above my head, a woman has packed herself neatly into the luggage rail having discovered not one but three people had been booked onto the same seat as her. I think she's taken it rather well, although I do wish she'd stop dribbling. Not everyone on this train is fuming, though. There's a couple behind me congratulating the rail service for banning smoking on all services. They seem completely relaxed and are enjoying One Magazine.

What this boils down to is that we all have an opinion. We all have something we want to shout about when it comes to trains, whether we've been driven stir crazy or are delighted with the service we have encountered.

Happily for me and for my commuter peers, we can voice our opinions here at trainblog.co.uk, a site that can be accessed even via a mobile phone while watching the darkened fields of East Anglia. So, what are you waiting for? Add your voice to the masses and post your comment here via text or directly at this site. The time has come for some real time honest feedback.

By the way, the site is policed for obscenities, and I'm not just talking about the sandwiches.