A little aside here, many many years ago I used to live in Ripon and work in Leeds. One day (and, as it turned out it was only ever 1 day!) I decided to bike to Harrogate, instead of getting the bus. I would then get the train from H/Gate to Leeds, go to work and do the opposite on the way home. On the way there the guard on the train told me politely that I really shouldn't have the bike on the train as it was rush hour (which on that train meant there was 3 people in the same carriage as me!).
On the way home was a different matter however. I arrived at Leeds station, found where my train was going from, went to the platform and boarded. As I knew that train and route really well I knew that the doors furthest away from the platform would not be used so I stuck my bike in the footwell therein, so that it would not inconvinience anyone. Along came little hitler, fresh out of train guards school.
"You can't come on here with that"
"Oh, can't I? I looked for information as to when I can and can't travel with a bike and couldn't find any"
"Well there are posters all over the station saying you can't bring that on here"
"Fair enough, show me somewhere it says that and I'll take the bike off"
"Don't get snotty with me"
"I'm sorry, I didn't believe I was, could you please show me the relevant poster or leaflet that says I can't travel with my bike on this train and I'll get off"
"There is no need to be like that with me sir, if you carry on I'll get the Transport police to take you off the train, besides this train gets really really busy and we can't be having bikes on it"
I sense I am fighting a loosing battle, pissing in the wind etc etc
"OK then, I tell you what, let me leave my bike there, if the train gets so busy that the bike is taking up someones space I will get off, how does that sound"
Sensing a hollow victory he disappears into his cab.
Sure enough the train fills up, packed infact so it is standing room only, so full that the little hitler cannot get out of his safety zone to tell me to take my bike off. To do so would also entail asking 10 or so hot, sweaty, hacked off commuters to get off the train whilst I get my bike off!
For some reason I did not see him all the way to H/gate....