Friday 29th found me Teesside bound, with two more bags than I started out with! I just got into Oxford Station when the heavens opened – perhaps this was in some ways a comfort, though it did add to my difficulties when I had to cross from one platform to the other side, with a huge wheelie case, my laptop, handbag, rucksack (with extra tied-on carrier bag containing my dressing gown and slippers which I almost left behind), and an additional M&S bag with shoes and a little Corpus bear.
The journey home was not the best I’ve ever had because despite the fact that I’d treated myself to ‘first class’, it was absolutely packed and there never seems to be enough room on the Virgin trains for luggage. When I booked my seat I asked for a single seat opposite the luggage rack. I got a double seat half way along the carriage and consequently spent most of my time checking and rechecking my cases because every time we stopped at a station, people were moving luggage around and train staff re-positioned everyone’s cases on the basis of health and safety. Obviously my peace of mind counted for nothing under this heading!
Not to worry, I arrived home in one piece and with memories that I’ll keep for ever.