Disgruntled

It may have been a quiet week in Lake Woebegone, but it's been hell in Chard. Friday was complicated. I caught an early train from Taunton to London for a business meeting. Unused to this line, I was not merely disgruntled but actually discombobulated (Don't bother, it's not in the OED but what do they know ?), yes discombobulated to be asked for £156 ! I could have gone to France, Scotland or even Italy. It was too late to make other plans so I had to pay. The train was fast but uncomfortable. It rocketed through Langport and Somerton, neither of which have stations any longer. The train was less than half full, not surprisingly given the price and the train's inability to stop where people live. We should extend the Liberal policy of taxing flights rather than air passengers to trains. In conclusion, bugger Beeching and murder Major, the combined architects of our mad transport system.