Home at last

I've had a bit of a tortuous afternoon, although probably nothing worse than commuters have to put up with on a regular basis. I was due to travel to London for a 2pm meeting, catching the 12.30 train which would get me there just on time. Unfortunately, signal failures had other ideas, and I arrived nearly an hour late. Luckily, there was still some tea in the pot!

When it came to getting home, of course, things were much worse, with all the normal rush hour passengers trying to get onto a limited number of trains that were delayed anyway. Luckily (well, not luckily for her!), Bittersweet was also travelling home through the same crush, although on a different train, and so we kept each other's spirits up through numerous texts. She beat me home, but at least I made it with only an hour's delay in total. Not too bad, all in all.