Train turmoils

I started to compose this blog this as I was sat on the train heading towards a couple of nights stay in a wet Cleethorpes. Although train assistance was booked on my behalf and I also rely on a friend to take me to the station. Providing it’s a route that is familiar, it shouldn’t cause too many problems really. This was one of those occasions, secretly I craved a little drama though.

Before Maggie I doubt that I would embark on such a journey. In reality she actually does very little but she does provide me with a great deal of reassurance and confidence. I do not want to be ‘looked after’ but of course I recognise my vulnerability though.

The return trip was equally uneventful, this time I hadn't booked any assistance but the trip remained fairly uneventful really, the only drama was a fare dodger who got caught trying to hide in the toilet!

Disappointed at the lack of drama it made me recall another rail adventure that occurred pre-stroke...

We had organised a work day out to my home city of Leicester. After enjoying a little taste of Leicester's hospitality, particularly a dire football match and several Public Houses we had to run in order to catch the train back home to Huddersfield. A train was on platform but a few stragglers including me were in danger of missing the train. I had slowed my pace and turned around to offer them some words of encouragement at which point 2 members of our group boarded the train which immediately started moving and to their great amusement they realised that we had been left behind. Unfortunately for them they realised too late that the train heading for the North was on the adjacent platform warming up nicely for us and they were destined for an overnight trip to London!