These two incidents happened last year but perhaps partly prompted my blog, so I can get my story out and open people’s eyes on disability.
It was my first time on a train in years so the first time in my wheelchair. A friend and I had decided to head up to the
West End and have a look
around. This would involve a short journey to St. Pancras and then my friend would
have to walk because underground stations obviously have limited accessibility.
They got the ramps out at St. Albans and I
boarded the front carriage without a problem. However, shortly after leaving
the station, my friend overheard the driver on the radio complaining of a brake
fault. As the train reached the first stop (Radlett), it came over the
loudspeaker that all passengers should get off. The driver then informed us
that Radlett had no ramps so would have to continue to Borehamwood. This filled
me with immense fear as the magnitude of the fault was never revealed and
whether the train was completely safe. Added to this, the driver was now
instructed to stop at so more time on the
broken train. They eventually got me off but the adventure wasn’t over. Turns
out the ramp they used came from St. Pancras and a member of staff was sent
specifically to get me off. The final part of this adventure probably annoyed a
lot of people that day. They stopped a fast train so that I could board and
make the final leg of the journey. Kentish
I was annoyed by the events. If I had a meeting, I would have been an hour or two late. My misery was compounded that day by the torrential rain. It was not as if I could decide to go on the tube.
I will leave the sequel to trains until tomorrow.
Bye for now!