We were coming back from GOSH this evening, caught the 18:00 packed commuter train out of Waterloo. It was filling up and I spotted the wheelchair carriage and made a beeline for it to park DD1 while I still could. I got in to find the wheelchair space occupied with the South West Trains buffet trolley, with the brakes very firmly on and the chap running a busy bar with an obvious crowd of "regulars" vertical drinking in the surrounding area.
Now, I may have forgotten the exact words, (as I do at the best of times, let alone when cross) but the conversation went something like this:
me: "excuse me, can I get to the wheelchair space please?"
Buffet man: "there's another wheelchair carriage at the other end of the train, use that."
me: "this is a wheelchair. That is a wheelchair space. I'm coming through."
Buffet man: "well, there's no need to be rude!"
me: "????" (