I left Chester Business Park straight away at noon and got a bus to Chester station straight away. The train to Liverpool (via Bromborough) was a few minutes late, but nothing to worry about. Viv joined me at Bromborough, and the train ran slower and slower until it reachede Hamilton Square, where it stopped, as a result of a "pot fire" (?) and all Wirral Line services were stopped. So there was nothing but a taxi to Lime Street (£10) and we still missed the train we were booked on, so it was some new tickets to buy. So we watied and had lunch at the station, before going on the later train to Sheffield. An uneventful jouney after that. I spent most of the journey working on Sunday morning's sermon - when else can I write it? Anyway, once we got to Sheffield, we found the completely refurbished station, and rebuilt city - it's not at all how it was when Viv and I used to meet up here on a Saturday over twenty years ago. Over the bridge network, past the trams, on to the hotel, before we set off to Fulwood for dinner and a concert. A very fine meal: soup, beef and roast vegetables and pavlova, the best I have tasted since leaving Aotearoa, all with Steve and Norman playing their music. Then back to town, a late night but a good one, and something approaching a lat morning today.