fault found on board the train (and not because the driver had back
trouble -- couldn't get it off the mattress). Merseyrail may well
apologise, but that doesn't get may any nearer my destination, and
that means that there will be a delay to the slip-sliding away.
Anyway, Viv was in Chester with Moth yesterday, so we caught the same
train home. And after evening-meal, she set off to J's place to
babysit overnight. I'm afraid I didn't do anything very useful, unlike
the two nights before. But I did go to bed early and get up early,
though I think health, wealth and wisdom depend on doing it regularly.
So I got up, dressed, had a bath [surely that can't be right] and made
breakfast for all before leaving at the usual time to no avail. So I'm
here at Bromborough Station and will shortly catch the Ellesmere Port
train to Hooton. It doesn't get me to Chester any quicker, but it will
make of feel better. And a taxi, should I need one, will be cheaper
from Hooton. That is all.