By the light of the buffet car

I find myself typing this on an early morning train to London. Getting up at four thirty wasn't as harsh as I imagined the night before - what I will be like later on - well who knows. In my minds eye my plan was to get up, dressed and drive down to the station in as semi-concious state - get on the train, jack in my iPod and try and get some sleep in. The major flaw in this plan was that I actually woke up from my slumber relatively easily and the wind on the station raised my concious state to 'fully awake and what can I do now'.

So having found a seat close to the buffet car, correction the PA has just called it an 'express (pun intended I suspect) café ', and typing this entry for something to do as I tried to connect to the outside world using my dongle has proved let's say challenging. So dear readers when I do eventually get to Paddington and post this little missive the post may say 8.00 or 8.15 am, it is actually about ten to six in the morning.

Good morning everyone, wherever you are.

Peter Jackson

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