*Yawn*
I think I’m starting to loath bank holiday weekends … !
Oh, I can’t complain about the amount of hours I‘m doing.
I can complain about the side effects.
Those late night trains home?
Are a bit of a killer.
Right at the moment? The trains between Brentwood and Shenfield — first stage in my journey to work in Chelmsford — have been replaced by buses: as a result of the various bits of Crossrail work.
That’s not too bad.
At weekends? The trains from Shenfield to Chelmsford get replaced by buses: either from Shenfield to Ingatestone to Chelmsford, OR from Shenfield to Ingatestone, with a train from Ingatestone to Chelmsford.
The latter? Adds about twenty minutes to the trip.
When you’re getting up at six on a Sunday, to get to work?
Means that’s about the nearest I’d get to jet lag!
~≈†≈~
