Just got back from a business trip to London. I usually stay with family and take the opportunity for a few days with them. However this time it was a quick trip, so instead of taking the car as I usually do I took the train.
Once more I was reminded of why I usually take the car. The journey down wasn't too bad apart from the alcoholic shoolkids on the train between Welshpool & Birmingham (2 bottles of Smirnoff Ice & half a bottle of cider consumed by three girls & two boys during the journey) and I was only 15 minutes late getting to my destination.
On the way back things went fine until we reached Birmingham, when I discovered that they had cancelled the train to Aberystwyth. Which meant catching yet another train to Wolverhampton.
Ah yes, Arriva, the reason I drive everywhere rather than using public transport!
Well at least it is now the weekend - oh joy, rapture, ecstasy - well until Sunday afternoon arrives and I realise it's Monday tomorrow.
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