Leeds hot. Nice and sunny. But hot.

Armed police with big moustaches (is Salvador Dali responsible for the security in this land now?) at the train station. Worrying thoughts, train on time (phew)

Train crawls to Manchester, slows to a stop in outskirts. What’s going on here gov? No idea. 20 mins later find out Truck stopped on line. 10 mins later, conductor getting shirty with passengers. Bus coming to pick us up. No time scale given, so sod it bail out have a short run and catch train.

Arrive at work hot sweaty, pissed off after taking two hours to get to work.

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