Unexpectedly, I am invited to Leeds.
The meeting is at 11.30 and I’m giving myself an enormous amount of time in which to make the trip. This means I can enjoy the journey rather than have to endure it as one massive stress-fest.
I’m already planning a couple of minor detours for the trip up/down.
I have to travel by car because, bizarrely, our national train network can’t get me from here to there and back again in anything less than a seven hour round trip.
I’m not sure that’s what we’d call ‘progress’ in the 21st Century.