This was the general view for the majority of the 3 hours it took me to get to work this morning. Managed to only be an hour late for work though, which is better than I expected. Unsure of the getting-home-again sitch.

Our rail replacement bus driver refused to toe the party line - the cheery FGW people were telling us enthusiastically that the bus would only take half an hour, while he grumpily told us that was utter rubbish and it would definitely take an hour and a half and be a "nightmare for everyone".

Thankfully I'd packed a decent supply of biscuits in anticipation of peckishness.