A triumphant return?

Finally back from my solstice sojourn in the Land of Limited Connectivity, where things were rather better than expected. The High Days themselves passed relatively smoothly, thanks to good scheduling on my sister's part and the earlier than usual arrival of the lunches, with the rest of the time taken up with family visits including a first meetings with my cousin's new daughter.

The travel was surprisingly tolerable. I arrived early on the journey up after my train from the westcountry arrived on the adjacent platform to the Euston train, allowing me to hop across and catch a connection with 30 seconds to spare instead of having to wait for half an hour. The journey back wasn't quite so good: I left Coventry earlier than expected after being offered the chance of lift to the station, just missed the early train to Exeter, spent an hour wandering around Birmingham and waiting for my scheduled train only to discover the windy weather in the north meant that it was running an hour later than timetabled...