We are Charlton. It will always be like this: the odd fantastic performance, the rare glimmer of optimism, the regular pattern of grinding disappointment.
With a deluded egomaniac for a driver who can't understand the signals and thinks it's below him to even look at them this loco is just going to splutter from one disaster to the next. Chuffing scouse deadbeat needs to be scrapped asap. He makes the southern rail franchise look like a model of business and customer service genius.
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