On train at 1900. They were still going (one of those amazing squares on Ladbroke Grove with communal gardens out the back). Sitting in the sunshine… But had to go – I’d been there 6 hours… My limit…
Yes. I almost thought I’d done it. A day with no steps back…
And then they caught me at Manningtree! As I walked (slowly) to platform one to get the Mistley train…
I was 30 seconds away when the train – having watched me draw close – left without me!!!
(Somebody else:) Well. That was life shafting you this time, not your brain. So, let’s say the same as everyone else – fucking trains.
(Me again:) WTF! Luckily I was so f***ed off that I made them get me a taxi. Apparently it ‘wasn’t their fault’ because ‘the company made them do it’! But that’s no excuse. It makes me mad that ppl interpret things literally instead of doing what any human would do…
Apart from that: day was fab!
For a funeral, that is.
19 steps forward, 1 back.
Never thought that would be ‘a good day’.
Stroke of luck 