We are a lot more savvy about our rights, rights that were available to us years ago, but we were unaware of. How much pain did we endure, awaiting missed timetabled connections, on cold wet stations due to delays? For me, in 1976, left a Queen concert at Southampton early to catch the last train back to Weymouth. It terminated at Bournemouth with the promise of a following service to take us on home. I was 16 and so was my girlfriend, whose parents had begrudgingly entrusted me with her safety. A four-hour wait ensued for the milk/newspaper train. We were thrown out of the waiting room, they locked the toilets and shut the door on their lobby, it was a fully manned station. It was a cold damp early May night. Today's press would have a field day. We were entitled to a taxi but did not realise it and no one availed us of our rights. Any similar experiences?