Replacement bus.

Fast asleep on the train home I was woken by an announcement that some trees had fallen onto the overhead power lines.

So every train on our line out of London began dumping all their passengers at Broxbourne to wait for replacement buses to arrive. Goes without saying that it was chaos.

I walked away from the madness and my better half drove to pick me up. Typical on the evening where I was planning on doing the club's 'Tinsel Run' which is a group run through town in fancy dress.