Francis' last day in the house. Boo.

I packed before work and had a busy day doing all the things I needed to do before my week off.

G met me in Reading at 9, and we planned to hop on one little train back to Bracknell... which was then cancelled, along with every other service for the rest of the day. We waited for nearly an hour and a half for a bus that never arrived, then got a different train to Wokingham, where we were promised we'd be met by the elusive bus. That one never arrived either.

We ended up getting a taxi, and I got home 3 hours after I'd left work.