Buckinghamshire is quite picturesque, just relax and enjoy the scenery.
But all trains were in Marylebone. Which is a grade 1 shithole at the best of places, worse when there is not an inch of spare space on the concourse or platforms.
The drivers, however, were in Buckinghamshire, admiring the view.
And because the fikwits were only cancelling trains 30mins after the due departure time, and claiming that next trains were ontime, my ticket was not valid for other options.
The staff brave enough to face the great unwashed had absolutely no idea if/why/when/how they were going to resolve it, probably because the management are, well, ex-civil servants.
An example being, they found a driver for my train (before they cancelled it 30mins later), but not the train blocking my one in. Thats just piss poor management, and highlights the incompitence.