Evacuate the train, please.
Aug 31st 2006adminLife & Transport
It was only a matter of time, but it’s finally happened to me. The train I was on had to be evacuated because of a bag with no owner. Nightmare journey yesterday, starting with all the trains being delayed because of a fatality.
Travel in London is always fun. Well, interesting may be a better word. Leaving home at quarter to nine and arriving in Crawley at 12:30, is not good timing. I should have arrived at 10:30-11. Got into Victoria easily enough, but found once I got there that all the trains going to the southwest were delayed, because of a fatality at Clapham Junction.
Finally, I get on a train, and it pulls out of the station and then stops. We are literally not even five minutes down the road, and Victoria station is still in sight. I’ve also noticed that there is suddenly a flush of people walking past me and the words “bag,” “left,” and even worse, the dreaded word “bomb,” are being mentioned. Soon after this, the train begins to move and the driver announces that we will be evacuating the train at Clapham, would we please remain calm. The first two carriages get the luxury of stepping out onto the platform, while the rest of us lucky folks get to jump out the back end and traipse across the tracks. Images of school bus fire drills ARE appropriate here.
Yes, my dear readers, yours truly had the pleasure of being “evacuated” with a million other folks, all of them grumbling about how late they were going to be (Myself included! How dare this person screw up our day!), wandering down to the platform and then, once all cleared, fighting our way back onto the train we’ve just vacated, praying that we can get a seat. False alarm. Whew. What a day.
However, while not wanting to experience this again, I must say that the situation was handled pretty well. The train employees were well re-hearsed and ready. There wasn’t any confusion, and it wasn’t as scary as you would maybe think it should be.
[EDIT] You can tell Sarah has lived in London for a while. A potential bomb on the train is greeted with something along the lines of “Can we not just carry on, I’m late enough” – Paul

