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[Jul. 19th, 2012|01:44 pm]
Listen in, listen Ian!
This morning, when my train arrived at Finsbury Park station, the doors didn't open. The driver announced that this was due to an issue on the platform, and they would be opening shortly. The platform staff started telling people to stand behind the yellow line, and then four policemen appeared, which two taking up positions outside each door of the coach I was in. As the doors opened, the police let passengers off, then asked the passengers waiting to board to wait for a minute while they got on the train, looked around again then got off. They stood there looking confused for a while, then someone shouted "He's gone down the stairs!"

I heard a woman behind me giving a description to the police ("white man, long black coat, black hair") and they let the train go. The driver then announced "I'm sorry for the delay, I can now inform you that a gentleman with a suspicious package boarded at Harringay, and we had to wait for the police to deal with it."

Dealing with it, there.

[User Picture]From: absinthecity
2012-07-19 01:43 pm (UTC)
Good to see it was an over-reaction - quite an amusing back story though!

I guess we're in for several weeks of this now :( not great for someone like me who used to have a phobia about travelling and has worked bloody hard to be able to use trains like a normal person!
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[User Picture]From: pink_weasel
2012-07-19 03:14 pm (UTC)
Once saw a PC deal with a suspicious package on a bus by poking it with his trunchon. It was a gym kit so dealing with it quickly was a good move, but I suppose it might not have been a gym kit.
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