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The delay meant I could not get a decent lunch.


The train to Edinburgh was delayed due to trespassers. However there was plenty of leeway to catch the connecting train, especially if I changed at Haymarket.



As we headed north the delayed train lost time rather than catching up.
We arrived at Haymarket. As I got off the train. I heard the Inverness train leaving. That added another hour to the journey. Why can’t the trains cooperate to avoid these problems. It was minutes. And why was the Edinburgh train continually slowed down.

Time to kill so time to grab food.

Now this is when things got crazy.
I was looking at the display times for the trains on platform four. A man stumbled down the stairs grabbed hold of one my belt loops, span round out of control, falling off the platform, onto the train track. At that point my thoughts were , was a train coming, how do we get this man off the tracks, going down onto the tracks was not an option, too risky. We coaxed the man to his feet, and four complete strangers hauled the man onto the platform.. We restrained the man to stop a further incident.
I thought that the next train was mine, got on discovered it wasn’t. After getting on the correct train I realised just how traumatic I had found the incident.




No window seat on the way to Paddington, so no photos.














Still had a four hour journey north and the sleeper breakfast is not sufficient. So..



Too much chatting to take pictures. I reach my destination only ten minutes late.




The cycle lanes marked out in Guildford are beyond useless. No segregation, suggesting a totally inappropriate position for the cyclists to take on the road. I would cycle at least at the line. I actually cycled in the mostly in the middle of the lane to take the decision away from the drivers, so they did not attempt to overtake at the frequent traffic islands. Of course I was hooted at, but ironically I was going faster than the motorised vehicles. Guildford suffers from pollution,

There are plenty of stations in the commuter belt.

Someone had pulled a communication alarm on a train causing all the trains to be delayed.

Two days later headed back to Oxfordshire. Dodged the rail replacement buses by travelling from Farnborough.











Budapest is a photogenic city.

A good way to see Budapest is from the river Danube,










Next day some sightseeing on dry land.




















I set off early from the hotel to allow for the ongoing work on the S Bahn. Which meant I arrived well ahead of time at the Hauptbahnhof. So purchased some bread based snacks for breakfast and the journey plus some fruit.

The train was an Austrian train, OBB, starting in Germany and ending in Hungary.



















The Danube
The far north is a joy when the views are clear and the days are long.










The breakfast did leave me hungry.




15 mins of delay at Waterloo due to incoming train being late, there was an obstacle on the line.

I had to get myself into the front five carriages as the train splits at Bournemouth.



I am about to start my minor backtrack.














How could someone design such an ugly ship?
I had to catch the lunchtime train to Inverness due to a reduced timetable.Time to kill in Inverness.
Were they playing or tuning up?









I had a seat booked in this train, which someone sat in- no point moving them as the seat next to it was free.

I caught the Penzance train here. A few issues. Firstly the train rolled past platform 5 to platform 6, leaving everyone rushing over to get on board. And it wax crowded.


Bridgwater is not particularly bonny, but I did find a picture to make it look good.