Many years ago the train I used to catch into London Bridge each morning (0618 Norwood Junction to London bridge IIRC) had a wannabe pilot as a driver.
The Tannoy would come on. "Ladies and Gentlemen, we are presently at about six feet above ground level and are on our final approach to London Bridge. The weather is sunny with a bitter north wind," and so on. He would then add something along the lines of, "Weren't England awful last night? My granny could tackle better than that lot."
Everyone would get off the train with a smile. Naturally when the authorities heard of a driver with a human touch that 'customers' liked and appreciated, he was transferred to freight....