Warren Street

Morning of meetings, all good actually. It’s been an interesting trip, then set forth on the long journey home. The taxi I called for the 40 minute drive to the station was 15 minutes late. He chose to pass the drive telling me I needed to plan my journey better if I wanted to catch a train. He explained this to me several times. I stopped trying to explain to him that he was the problem and missed the train I had carefully planned.

Anyway, all went v smoothly after that, home by 7. I’m proposing Brighton for the next meeting.