Trains and a Lack of Writing Skills
Today has been a very odd day at work. Lots of stuff to do, but have found parts of it very hard going. Work still got done (he hastily adds), but I found myself rewriting bits of stuff, as I just couldn’t get what I was trying to say out in the right way. I think I succeeded in the end. Hopefully.
Also, now that the £15 billion of work on the West coast mainline has finished, every train timetable has changed. I am having to adjust my morning and evening routines, which is a bit of a pain in the bum, but I have suffered worse trauma in my life.
Now to try and catch the 18:48 train. There is a slightly earlier one at 18:31 or so, but it goes from platform 13, which anyone who has been to Manchester Piccadilly train station will tell you, is about a 10 minute trek to get to from the actual main part of the station.
