Yup, stranded in Milton Keynes because some knob thought it would be a great idea to smear themselves thinly over the insides of a tunnel, using a train as the knife.

The train I was snug and warm in has now been cancelled and is returning to Manchester, with all other services south being cancelled as well.

I have no problem with being stranded or having my train interrupted. I get to see somewhere I would never have visited. Sure, it will only be the inside of the Milton Keynes Central rail station, at night, all shops closed, nothing of interest within a mile surrounded by upset and angry folk trying to find their way into London.

What I do have a problem with, is the selfish prick who’s death has served nothing more than putting hundreds of people into a situation for which most of them will have problems getting to where they wanted to go, loved ones now having to risk their own lives by getting into their cars to drive several dozen miles to do something the train would have done for them, leaving police to investigate and paramedics to clean up the sickening leftovers, and the family and friends that now have to deal with a loss of someone they loved. Selfish suicide! It’s not just about you, you know!