Last Monday, when I had my crappy day, I complained about Sean Rowley's "gayest record" feature. Some of you will undoubtedly see it as petty, and let's be honest, it is a little bit. But it started off a really bad morning for me and I've been on a bit of a gay reading spree and I don't actually like that sort of feature. So screw it.

It's been a while since I've blogged about the useless of East Midlands Trains (formally Central Trains owned by National Express, now the franchise is owned by Stagecoach) but today they prevented me getting to a meeting on time. The 0816 should get me into Manchester with time to get a banana and chatting to reception before arriving in the office 0850ish. Then I can get down to Didsbury fairly easily for an 0945 appointment. However, when the morons only put on 2 carriages this is still possible - but only if you can get on. Which 90% of the people waiting at the station can't.