Sunday Blues

We went to London on sunday, driving to Ashford.   Fortunately we had 20 minutes before the train left (at 1045) because there was only one ticket window open and a queue of about 25 people waiting, and only one ticket machine working.   Sadly the person actually using the machine was not familiar with how ticket machines worked and spent so long checking that she had ordered the right ticket that the machine defaulted into stand-by mode so she had to start again.   Even then when she came to pay she exhibited a familiar syndrome - 'oh. does this mean I have to pay' - and started to hunt through her bag for her wallet and credit card.   By which time the machine had gone back into stand-by and she had to start again.   She took 15 minutes to buy a simple ticket and we only just caught the train.  You do wonder why some people seem so ill prepared for buying tickets.