One of the saddest sights I have ever witnessed is a man getting himself a free can of Stella from the rescue train buffet; then turning round and holding it up to his wife, who was sat at the far end of the carriage, and silently celebrating with the can as if everything had now been worth it. The five-hour delay and being involved in a derailing had all paid off because he had managed to get a single can of free lager out of the whole ordeal. This attitude only exists in Great Britain.
