What a busy day! I left home at 06:00 this morning and didn't get home until after 21:00. A normal working day? For some. Not for me. I'm still marvelling at the fact that I could step onto a plane in one city and spend the day running a workshop at the other end of the country before arriving home in time for the evening news on TV and on the radio.
It did occur to me today, while trying to catch a train from the destination airport to the city where the workshop was happening - it was a convoluted route involving various modes of transport, but much quicker than driving from a to b - that if I didn't know how the English railway system works, I would still be running from platform to platform, trying to find a train. Why is it, I wonder, that information posters are always well hidden and information kiosks unattended? I'm glad I'm not an overseas visitor because it must be so confusing...
Anyway, sufficient of this musing on the total appallingness of the English railway system (I purposely don't mention the Welsh or Scottish systems). What I found truly exciting today - other than the fact that I really enjoyed the workshop - was that I got up early, travelled, ran a workshop, travelled home and I am no more tired than if I'd spent a 'normal' day, working at home, walking, shopping and gardening. The human body truly is an incredible bit of machinery.
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