Kerfuckled

What a day.

Left at 7.55, and got to Cambridge fine, then paid for my ticket in one of the ticket machnes. Transaction authorised, and ten the fucking machine kept my bastard card. No reason – other than that the machine was buggered.

Luckily the train I wanted was also delayed, so I still caught it, and spent some of the journey calling the credit card company, telling them that the card was ‘lost’. (i.e. I knew precisely where it was, I just couldn’t get to the bugger) And then I noticed that the stylus for my phone was gone.

It’s been one of those days, really.

At the end of it, I left in plenty of time to get the train back to Cambridge, and then a connecting one to home. Got there with tons of time to spare, got on the tube train, and stood there for twenty minutes. So I missed the train I wanted, ended up getting to Cambridge at 6.15, and then the next train wasn’t til 7.25.

So eventually got home at 8.15pm. Knackered – and definitely one of those days…