transport of delight
Friday evening: missed train, by less than 10 seconds.
Monday morning: missed train, by less than 10 seconds.
This evening: puncture in rear tire. Fixed puncture. Patch came unstuck. Fixed puncture again. Cycled 5 minutes towards home. Patch came unstuck. (Memo to self: never, ever buy pre-glued puncture repair patches.) Gave up and walked to nearby train station. 8-minute journey delayed by 1 hour and 10 minutes because of person on the line: apparently a suicide attempt.
Perhaps I'd better just stay at home tomorrow.