Everything goes very smoothly this morning – I wake up just ahead of the alarm, the train from Bellgrove is on time and Avanti has not cancelled first class (as they did once before) so I get plenty of free coffee and a somewhat bland avocado bagel delivered to my seat for breakfast. By the time we reach Carlisle, the train announcer is apologising for the delay. Should be OK though – I’ve left plenty of time for the transfer in London 🤞
This week I’ve been staying in East Kilbride, guinea pig sitting, so I treated myself to a zonecard to make the rigmarole of travelling between Glasgow and EK less annoying. But the annoyingess of travel is very much in the eye of the traveller.
I was listening to an audiobook of Ray Bradbury’s Something Wicked This Way Comes yesterday when there was a line so intoxicating that I had to stop in the street, rewind it, and then quickly google it before I forgot it (because it’s hard to mark a page in an audiobook).
K C Murdarasi 