My Train Story in Which I Get What I Expect!

I went on my first train trip on Friday, my first trip for about 30 years.   My previous experiences had sworn me off for about the majority of my adult life (!) that’s how bad they were.   But you all said it would be better.   You said I would love it.   You said they went fast.   And I believed you. And so I booked online, First Class, in a Quiet Zone.   My train was 10 a.m. from Euston to Manchester, due in at 12.07.   I couldn’t do it that fast in the car and anyway I was too tired to […]

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