19.17 to Bridington

Once again, I find myself on my travels for work and, these days, I try always to travel by public transport.

This invariably means some length train journeys and tonight a ten minute stop in Doncaster en route to Goole, in order to run an innovation skills course at a motorway maintenance depot. Oh the glamour.

I have fond memories on Donny though as during the mid eighties, I was head chef at a pub during my poly holidays. It was great fun earning some money and spending the occasional night after work in a wine bar called Bachus drinking Soave and listening to Chris Rea x