Trains – we gave them names

I am writing these words on a train. It left Bridgend in South Wales at seven o’clock on Monday morning and will arrive in London Paddington at about nine thirty. The fare cost me £114.50, which was the cheapest fare available to me and my circumstances.

I am squeezed into a seat which enables me to perch my small laptop computer and write these words, with a luxury of an electrical socket, to feed my elderly computer otherwise it will not last. Continue reading