Hurrah! Finally arrived in Blackpool after only seven hours on train! It was v efficient, only had to change twice, and the engineering works only stopped us for an hour or so. Don’t know what all the fuss is about public transport – seems perfectly fine.
DD talked me through all the likely problems with signalling failures and buffet car closures, so we took a nice picnic of smoked salmons and champers and I read another whole chapter of the Gordon Brown biography. V scary.
Anyway, who cares about him – now we are going to win again. Only six points behind in the polls! Bit of a struggle making it off the train carrying v heavy bag full of policies. I’ve two got two Louis Vuitton bags stuffed full of housing, transport and child care. Weighs a tonne.
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