Back in Chezger after some protracted travel arrangements. Epicness abounded in Yarm and a good time was had by all. They really are a welcoming bunch of people and I look forward to returning. Got to Darlington station today for the 11.37 to Manchester and find that it has been cancelled. I ask advice and am told.
Get the 11.09 to Leeds
Get on a bus replacement service to Huddersfield.
Wait a fecking hour for the 14.01 to Manchester
Sprint for the 14.56 to Chester
Get an extortionate black cab home.
I added the taxi bit of course. Now, on the 11.09 to Leeds Ms Jobsworth tells me I am on the wrong train, I tell her my travel plans, she tells me that the 11.37 is in Darlington waiting at the platform. I enquire as to her clairvoyant skills and why she is not on the stage. She got stroppy I got stroppier and she stormed off to check. She returns in full blown jobsworth mode and tells me I have to terminate at Leeds. Doh numbnuts that is the plan.
Back safe anyway suffering slightly and a fuller report will be forthcoming.
Notes:
Stu never leaves his clothes on
I stacked miss angry twice in the cash (once with 23o)
74 is not the nutz Rodders
Jack found his drinking Mojo on Saturday
Stu loves colouring in
I beat the lovely Lucy at pool (bragging rights for years)
Parmo is the devils concoction.
Etc etc etc
