Bugger this – I’m off for the Easter holidays, back home to the garden of England (or new ‘Gateway to Europe’) to see the folks and sister. At least the satan of train operators aren’t running things any more.
I am going to Sittingbourne (The Meaning Of Liff: (n.) One of those conversations where both people are waiting for the other one to shut up so they can get on with their bit.)
Bye