King's Lynn, Cambridge and London Liverpool Street rail ASLEF strikes don't delay Great Northern train - cows at Littleport do
Hello there! After two years away, I’ve returned to the Lynn News.
Some of you might recognise my name as I previously worked here as a reporter from 2016 until 2020, when I moved over the border to Suffolk News.
But I’m back again (à la Slim Shady), this time as head of news, and I’m really excited to get stuck in with all things West Norfolk once more.
While I’d like to take this opportunity to welcome any contact about anything you think needs highlighting in the area, I’d also like to share my own personal tale of a rather eventful train journey last week.
I know you’re probably thinking ‘well, if you will try and travel ahead of rail strikes’ and you’d have a point.
But, see, a relative was home from Thailand - where she’s been living for the last few years - and we had planned to meet up in London on Tuesday, before the strikes, when there ended up being unplanned disruption to the trains due to overhead wire damage.
Trains were still going ahead between Lynn and Cambridge, and Cambridge and London Liverpool Street, so I decided to chance it.
What I could not have foreseen was the almost hour-long wait just outside Littleport as there was a cow on the track... you just can’t make it up!
While I am a big fan of animals (my colleagues will never let me live down the time I said my favourite thing about West Norfolk was the ‘farm animals’), I’d really rather not have had the bovine intervention. But I am pleased to report the cow seemed to get away unscathed.
This did mean that I was around two hours late into London and had only a couple of hours with my companions before I needed to head home again.
And that wasn’t the end of the eventful trip, as then a rather inebriated man tried to gift me a new automatic soap dispenser as he chucked it down on the seat next to me and said, rather gruffly: “This is for you!”
And that was all before he started arguing with another man on the train for talking on the phone... Thankfully there seemed to be nothing more than a few cross words, but it wasn’t my favourite moment of the night.
One thing is for sure: it’s very rare to have an uninteresting train journey, and we should be ever grateful to those who run them for us and keep them (*ahem*) ‘mooving’, as we’d be stuck without them.