We made it! Battling in the face of adversity and all that (=British trains), Daughter and the witch managed to get to London on Saturday, and thanks to the witch’s suspicious nature we were on a really early train, which meant that a delay by over an hour didn’t ruin our plans. At all. So there.
The very kind Caroline Lawrence met us at her local railway station, making sure we didn’t get lost (we wouldn’t have..!) en route to her lovely riverside flat. (Mind you, Caroline has her iPhone to help her wherever she goes, and very nearly sold me on the idea of one.) Tea followed a guided tour of the flat, along with the interview in Caroline’s study. Very comfortable, and with views to kill for.
Then Caroline made a salad for lunch, before lending us some DVDs and signing our books and marching us back to the station, in time for us to get to the Southwark Playhouse for our afternoon play.
Daughter eventually got her promised dinner, before we traipsed back to Euston with time to spare. That was a good thing, since we inadvertently ended up on the last train to Manchester, getting in late, but at least getting in, which is always nice at the end of a long day.
How we love rail travel! (I mean, we do, but it’s getting to be more like the love for a slightly mad, older relative.)
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