So the first thing that went wrong is that I got to the train station and it was no longer a train station but a Labyrinth of Fell Intent. Didn’t I just say a few days ago, Never feel smug, it’ll nail you every time? Yes. I’d got to the station in vast quantities of extra time and positively strolled in from the car park, not quite humming a carefree tune, but nearly.* And arrived, and couldn’t get in. There were arrows describing ideal delights such as ticket purchase and departure platfo
Published on May 05, 2009 15:55