Umm, would have loved to buy a permit. Only that machine was...you've guessed it, out of order as well. And the ticket office shut of course. So had to interrupt my journey at London Bridge to queue at the little ticket office and buy my travel card there. Luckily, upon mentioning the three magic words "Honor Oak Park", the staff member there had a knowing smile on his face, which at least made me feel less like a criminal having to purchase my travel card en route. By that time of course the train I meant to catch from London Bridge had left, adding another 20 minutes to the journey.

I am getting increasingly frustrated at the pathethic excuses of a train company unable to provide functioning stations and trains I can actually get on in the morning, whilst fares continue to go up. And don't get me started on the completely inadequate "information management" on train cancellations and weekend engineering works.