Waiting

I appear to have perfected the art of missing my train by a couple of minutes leaving me half an hour to sit around in the cold nibbling on a sandwich - today I mixed things up a bit by buying a flatbread thing instead along with a packet of beetroot crisps. The glamour never starts.

I spent a large portion of the morning being taught how to suck eggs and now I need to get my head down for another series of meetings with a mixture of lawyers, hairdressers, brewers and snood manufacturers..