Is canceled - but thats cool as we're fucking loaded and we can afford the extra train fares and not getting paid for a day. Wicked.
We rock to Nottingham a day early.
Our Chichester to London train is slightly delayed which means a stupidly mad dash across London for our connection. I find myself wedged in the train door, forcing it back to try and pull Elly and our cases onto the train as its setting off.
Man, I feel like Harrison Ford.
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...but you look like Howard Moon... ;-)
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